The monster Gummy Bear is now 29 3/4 inches tall (93%), 22 lb 12 oz (91%), and his head circumference is 47 cm (94%). Every time people ask how old he is, they stare at me in disbelief! And I just nod and say, "Yep... he's a monster!" Haha!
Gummy Bear is walking: I repeat, Gummy Bear is walking! He's taken a step or two before on his own, but in the last week or so he's really taken off-- literally! I catch him toodling around and then falling over, or tripping over something, and sometimes he just stands there. He is walking longer and longer distances, and walks back and forth from the kitchen to the living room. My favorite part are his hands, way up in the air by his head, trying to keep his balance... Although most recently he walks around while chewing on a toy. This last Sunday he figured out how to stand up unassisted, and we're giving him a week, maaaaybe two, before he figures out how to run. He tries to run but ends up falling over, and then he gets up and walks very carefully, trying to have patience... It's so funny. He's too smart!
The monster also doesn't like grass, or at least the half-dead variety... Our area is slow to get green grass, and the two times I've put him on the brown grass he picks up his hands and looks at the grass like it's gross, and then starts to cry. Every time! A couple days ago we took him out and tried to get him used to it, and he just whined the entire time. It's hilarious! My friend raked the dead grass out of her yard and he likes her grass better, so it's probably just the dead grass he hates. The more we take him outside the more he's getting used to the feeling of grass and concrete and rocks under his feet.
He still loves food. A LOT. Whenever we eat something he comes up to us and stares at the food until we give him some. If he likes it, he hangs around, and if he doesn't then he moves on. The staples, such as Cheerios and graham crackers, he scarfs down; chocolate food is even better. I was eating chocolate teddy grahams at a friend's house, and he thought that was the greatest thing since chocolate pudding. (I figure this chocolate love should be attributed to the maaaaaany bowls of Cocoa Dino-Bites I ate when I was pregnant, haha!) I could feed him all day and he would never get tired of it. He still licks everything, too, (like me and my pants,) although he's starting to test the waters with his two little teeth, and will sometimes give his toys a thorough inspection before slobbering on them, as if he hasn't seen that part of it before.
He's very observant, but only when something really catches his attention. Lately he will stare at commercials on tv that involve lots of animals, and will push you away if you get in front of him and block his view. We were standing by the stairs the other day talking with another couple, and as their 17-month-old son came down the stairs on his bum Gummy Bear watched very intently, just like he did when he watched older kids run around. You can almost see the wheels turning in his head, how can I do that...? There was one time I was trying to teach him how to go up stairs, since we don't have any in our apartment for him to practice on, and he wasn't buying it and spent the entire time whining. Fast forward a month or two, and I'm at a friend's house... and I look over and he's climbing the stairs. What?? This kid learns quickly!
His favorite games are anything to do with being thrown around, and when you roll him across the floor. The rolling game is great, because he almost tucks his arms up so you can roll him unhindered and he will crawl back to you over and over again. Going for walks is great, even if it's just in the hall of our apartment building--I think he's sick of our apartment! We walked to the thrift store down the street today and he just stared and looked around and didn't move until we stopped walking. He also loves to shake his head "no". It seems like the head shaking is just for fun, until you yell "No!" at him when he's touching the tv and he looks at you, grins, and shakes his head... and then touches the tv again. We're pretty sure he gets the basic concept, but doesn't listen. Booger.
See those shoes in the picture? One of my friends uses these soft shoes for her baby, and said she liked them because they were difficult to get off. So we purchased some, and he wore them... maybe half a dozen times. Then the shoes looked to be in worse condition than my friend's, probably because he crawled everywhere in them and scraped them on things trying to walk around, and so we just shook our heads and put them away... and Gummy Bear has been shoe-less ever since.
Being opinionated is another thing he likes. Sometimes (oftentimes) his reactions are extreme. He's either really happy and excited and chirps and smiles and is silly, or he's screaming and crying and yelling... And the squealing! Oh man. We were in Walmart the other afternoon, and every so often he would let out an ear-piercing squeal! It's all fun and games until he squeals in your ear... Naptime and going to bed can be tricky because he will only snuggle with me when he feels like it; otherwise he yells and cries and struggles to get away. So then I put him in his crib so he can go to sleep on his own, but then he sits there playing and chirping in the dark... The little stinker. Reading books to him is also difficult, because he always wants to close the book and pat it, which means you're trying to read him a bedtime story and he's squishing your fingers inside the book trying to push it closed! We still don't let him have the board books all the time, either, because he still chews on them until they start disintegrating in his mouth.
He is doing fantastic, overall. He loves playing with the big kids, getting Mommy's attention (whether by being cute or by being annoying and doing thing he isn't supposed to...), and getting Daddy to throw him around. We love this guy, even if he always keeps us on our toes!!
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
FHE Monday #6
March apparently wasn't a good month for Family Home Evening; however, we started April off with General Conference and FHE! It probably helps that it is warmer outside. March is so depressing!
I kept this last FHE simple, but I think it's just as important. We started by singing "Book of Mormon Stories", making sure Gummy Bear was watching and listening. I said an opening prayer, and then pulled out our scriptures. I had this great idea to use GB's "My First Book of Mormon Stories" board book along with our scriptures: I opened to the first story in the book, read it to him, and then connected it to a couple verses in the Book of Mormon. This first story was about Lehi and the Lord's promise to lead him and his family to the promised land. The verses I picked were 1 Nephi 1:20 and 2:1....
"...But behold, I, Nephi, will show unto you that the tender mercies of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power of deliverance."
"...Blessed art thou Lehi, because of the things which thou hast done; and because thou hast been faithful and declared unto this people the things which I commanded thee..."
We let Gummy Bear play while we talked for just a few minutes about the scripture, and then moved on to the lesson. I pulled it from our little book of FHE for newlyweds. This particular one was about marriage myths, addressing the expectations that people often have in marriage that are unrealistic. It asked us to read a list of 10 myths, and talk about whether we believe them or not.
1. Marriage should always make you happier than when you were single.
2. The romance will stay alive if you really love each other.
3. Your mate should automatically understand you.
4. In a good marriage, partners have identical dreams and goals.
5. If your sex life starts out good, it will stay that way.
6. If you have to work at marriage, something is wrong.
7. You should work on changing your spouse for the better.
8. Happily married couples should never fight.
9. You can't find self-fulfillment in marriage or family relationships.
10. Your ideas about an ideal marriage should not change.
Some of these we had trouble with, mostly because we felt they were so vague. For example, when we read number four we realised that we had similar dreams and goals for our family, but as individuals it is ok to have different dreams and goals. And we were both perplexed by number nine, and ended up skipping over it. At the same time, we also had some good mini discussions about some of these, so maybe the vague-ness is a good thing. In our case, we both knew that marriage wasn't all butterflies and roses and that it took work and effort. We also know that a lot of other couples may not have ever thought about any of these before. Husband Man and I have always made an effort to talk about everything, and I think that helped us learn a lot about each other.
You could easily make this a longer, more in-depth study about marriage by reading or listening to President Gordon B. Hinckley's talk "What God Hath Joined Together" from the April 1991 General Conference. There is a particular quote that he mentioned that really connects to this lesson:
Of course, all in marriage is not bliss. Years ago I clipped these words from a column written by Jenkins Lloyd Jones:
We finished by singing "I love mommy, she loves me..." a couple of times, and then Husband Man said a closing prayer. Once again our home was filled with peace and gentle love as we prepared to go to bed. I am so grateful that we can feel the blessings of having FHE, a simple affirmation that this simple act as a family is so important and so worth it!
I kept this last FHE simple, but I think it's just as important. We started by singing "Book of Mormon Stories", making sure Gummy Bear was watching and listening. I said an opening prayer, and then pulled out our scriptures. I had this great idea to use GB's "My First Book of Mormon Stories" board book along with our scriptures: I opened to the first story in the book, read it to him, and then connected it to a couple verses in the Book of Mormon. This first story was about Lehi and the Lord's promise to lead him and his family to the promised land. The verses I picked were 1 Nephi 1:20 and 2:1....
"...But behold, I, Nephi, will show unto you that the tender mercies of the Lord are over all those whom he hath chosen, because of their faith, to make them mighty even unto the power of deliverance."
"...Blessed art thou Lehi, because of the things which thou hast done; and because thou hast been faithful and declared unto this people the things which I commanded thee..."
We let Gummy Bear play while we talked for just a few minutes about the scripture, and then moved on to the lesson. I pulled it from our little book of FHE for newlyweds. This particular one was about marriage myths, addressing the expectations that people often have in marriage that are unrealistic. It asked us to read a list of 10 myths, and talk about whether we believe them or not.
1. Marriage should always make you happier than when you were single.
2. The romance will stay alive if you really love each other.
3. Your mate should automatically understand you.
4. In a good marriage, partners have identical dreams and goals.
5. If your sex life starts out good, it will stay that way.
6. If you have to work at marriage, something is wrong.
7. You should work on changing your spouse for the better.
8. Happily married couples should never fight.
9. You can't find self-fulfillment in marriage or family relationships.
10. Your ideas about an ideal marriage should not change.
Some of these we had trouble with, mostly because we felt they were so vague. For example, when we read number four we realised that we had similar dreams and goals for our family, but as individuals it is ok to have different dreams and goals. And we were both perplexed by number nine, and ended up skipping over it. At the same time, we also had some good mini discussions about some of these, so maybe the vague-ness is a good thing. In our case, we both knew that marriage wasn't all butterflies and roses and that it took work and effort. We also know that a lot of other couples may not have ever thought about any of these before. Husband Man and I have always made an effort to talk about everything, and I think that helped us learn a lot about each other.
You could easily make this a longer, more in-depth study about marriage by reading or listening to President Gordon B. Hinckley's talk "What God Hath Joined Together" from the April 1991 General Conference. There is a particular quote that he mentioned that really connects to this lesson:
Of course, all in marriage is not bliss. Years ago I clipped these words from a column written by Jenkins Lloyd Jones:
“There seems to be a superstition among many thousands of our young who hold hands and smooch in the drive-ins that marriage is a cottage surrounded by perpetual hollyhocks to which a perpetually young and handsome husband comes home to a perpetually young and ravishing wife. When the hollyhocks wither and boredom and bills appear the divorce courts are jammed. …
“Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed.” (Deseret News, 12 June 1973, p. A4.)
He goes on to mention some difficulties that we could face in marriage, and how we can overcome them. It brings hope that a prophet of the Lord acknowledges that marriage can be difficult, and that there is help and hope that we can make it worth our time.We finished by singing "I love mommy, she loves me..." a couple of times, and then Husband Man said a closing prayer. Once again our home was filled with peace and gentle love as we prepared to go to bed. I am so grateful that we can feel the blessings of having FHE, a simple affirmation that this simple act as a family is so important and so worth it!
Thursday, March 20, 2014
While I Was Reading... #2
38 ¶Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named a Martha received him into her house.
40 But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me.
41 And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art a careful and troubled about many things:
42 But one thing is needful: and Mary hath a chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.
This is one of my favorite biblical stories. It used to confuse me-- we are taught that work is a good thing, and that was what Martha was doing. She probably didn't mean anything bad by it, and I doubt the Lord chastised her in any way. Ever since I heard a lesson about this story in Relief Society, this story gained a special place in my heart, but I never really felt like I knew what to do with it, or how to apply it in my life (if that makes sense). It wasn't until I read it on my own, for my personal scripture study, that something occurred to me.
Sometimes we turn into Martha, where we are concerned with work and serving and taking care of things, going here and being there and cleaning this and doing that. Our primary goal, however, is to be like Mary. Before all the business of life, above all the tasks that we must accomplish, more important than anything that needs to get done, we must do the things that are needful... we must read our scriptures, pray often, have our hearts constantly turned towards Christ and His Gospel. We must be ready to listen when He speaks to us. We must always sit at His feet, and hear His word. There will be time to serve the Lord later; for now, hear His word. I love the scriptures.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
That They Might Have Joy
The woman in question was of about average height, long blonde hair and a bird-like nose and a bashful smile that was beautiful when she showed it. It came out that this woman was 51 years old, and I think my jaw cracked the foundation of my apartment. She looked maaaaybe to be in her thirties! But this woman would stand in front of the mirror, looking so stiff and uncomfortable, completely worried that she looked horrible and people would judge her. She was so hesitant to and almost unwilling to love herself, that she made Stacey and Clinton feel uncomfortable.
Yes, I was watching "What Not To Wear" again (DON'T LEAVE), and yes, I was staring with my mouth open again at the transformation. But this time it wasn't because the transformation was stunning-- this time, it was because I realised something. The entire time I was watching this episode, I had one thing going through my head...
When I am 50 years old, will I love myself?
(Oh no, this post is getting pinterest cheesy. Hang in there with me, I won't do it again.)
It's obvious what that image is saying, but think about it with yourself. If there's one person on this earth who is always with you, it's you. In this world where there is so much to do, so many places to be, so many things to get done, do you really have time to be hard on yourself? How much of your precious time is spent in front of the mirror criticizing yourself? They say that you spend something like two weeks of your life waiting at stoplights; I bet there are a lot of women who spend that much time frowning in the mirror.
While I was reading my scriptures today, I was directed to 2 Nephi 2:27...
"Wherefore, men are free according to the flesh; and all things are given them which are expedient unto man. And they are free to choose liberty and eternal life, through the great Mediator of all men, or to choose captivity and death, according to the captivity and power of the devil; for he seeketh that all men might be miserable like unto himself." (Emphasis added)
I also found Luke 22:31...
"And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat..."
Or, as I see it,
"And the Lord said, Ashy, Ashy, behold, Satan hath desired to have you..."
(You can put your own name in there.)
The adversary is unhappy, and seeks to make you unhappy. The Lord has placed us on this earth and told us to be happy and joyful. If you're constantly bashing yourself for how you look, how much you weigh, how "old" you look, how many lines you have on your face, whatever it is, then you aren't living as the Lord wants you to. Trust me on this: as I have been learning to love and be happy with myself, even with all my "flaws", I have been learning that there is even more joy in the Gospel and in this life.
Quell the "If only..." syndrome. We all have it. If only I could lose ten pounds. If only I could have smaller feet. If only I didn't have acne. If only I didn't have stretch marks. If only I could have a waist like her. If only I could have straight hair. If only I could look like her. If only...
I am guilty of this. I've cried myself to sleep over the stretch marks, the leftover baby chub, the big feet, the unruly hair, whatever else I look in the mirror and see wrong.
But when I look in the mirror and focus on what I like, I realise that these things are the things other people see. No one judges me on my leftover pregnancy acne, or the stretch marks, and if they do then I hope that it can bring them joy, if only for a moment. (After all, you will be judged as you judge others...)
I'm not saying that you shouldn't care about working towards losing ten pounds, or getting rid of your acne, or whatever. Those are good goals. It's when those "if-only's" start taking over your happiness, when those flaws become an obsession, that it is a problem.
You may never look like a runway model or magazine cover girl, and that's ok! I know I won't-- my post-baby hips fit in a size 10 jeans and not a size smaller. It is physically impossible for me to look like a runway model. But let me tell you-- I look darn good in my jeans, because they flatter my body, they are comfortable, and I like my hips. I didn't always like these hips, but I do now because my husband forced me to look in the mirror and tell him what I liked about myself. I still remember his face when I told him I didn't like anything about me-- he was disappointed, sad, that I couldn't be happy. Our Heavenly Father is unhappy when you are unhappy, because He wants his children to have joy. As I learned to voice what I like, I learned that I like other parts of me that the world says are bad. We are told to live in the world but not of the world, and I believe that includes the world's standard of beauty. The world wants you to dislike yourself, because then you'll relentlessly spend money on products and things that will supposedly hide or remove those flaws. I'll say it again: The Lord wants us to be happy.
Don't spend your life criticizing yourself. Don't turn 51 and still be sighing as you look in the mirror, wishing you didn't look like you did. You will age. You will change. You will still be beautiful. Don't waste two weeks of your life saying "if only..." Don't let the world tell you what you should look like. Set goals to achieve fitness and healthiness. Be content. Be happy!
Trust me, it's so worth it!
Yes, I was watching "What Not To Wear" again (DON'T LEAVE), and yes, I was staring with my mouth open again at the transformation. But this time it wasn't because the transformation was stunning-- this time, it was because I realised something. The entire time I was watching this episode, I had one thing going through my head...
When I am 50 years old, will I love myself?
(Oh no, this post is getting pinterest cheesy. Hang in there with me, I won't do it again.)
It's obvious what that image is saying, but think about it with yourself. If there's one person on this earth who is always with you, it's you. In this world where there is so much to do, so many places to be, so many things to get done, do you really have time to be hard on yourself? How much of your precious time is spent in front of the mirror criticizing yourself? They say that you spend something like two weeks of your life waiting at stoplights; I bet there are a lot of women who spend that much time frowning in the mirror.
While I was reading my scriptures today, I was directed to 2 Nephi 2:27...
"Wherefore, men are free according to the flesh; and all things are given them which are expedient unto man. And they are free to choose liberty and eternal life, through the great Mediator of all men, or to choose captivity and death, according to the captivity and power of the devil; for he seeketh that all men might be miserable like unto himself." (Emphasis added)
I also found Luke 22:31...
"And the Lord said, Simon, Simon, behold, Satan hath desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat..."
Or, as I see it,
"And the Lord said, Ashy, Ashy, behold, Satan hath desired to have you..."
(You can put your own name in there.)
The adversary is unhappy, and seeks to make you unhappy. The Lord has placed us on this earth and told us to be happy and joyful. If you're constantly bashing yourself for how you look, how much you weigh, how "old" you look, how many lines you have on your face, whatever it is, then you aren't living as the Lord wants you to. Trust me on this: as I have been learning to love and be happy with myself, even with all my "flaws", I have been learning that there is even more joy in the Gospel and in this life.
Quell the "If only..." syndrome. We all have it. If only I could lose ten pounds. If only I could have smaller feet. If only I didn't have acne. If only I didn't have stretch marks. If only I could have a waist like her. If only I could have straight hair. If only I could look like her. If only...
I am guilty of this. I've cried myself to sleep over the stretch marks, the leftover baby chub, the big feet, the unruly hair, whatever else I look in the mirror and see wrong.
But when I look in the mirror and focus on what I like, I realise that these things are the things other people see. No one judges me on my leftover pregnancy acne, or the stretch marks, and if they do then I hope that it can bring them joy, if only for a moment. (After all, you will be judged as you judge others...)
I'm not saying that you shouldn't care about working towards losing ten pounds, or getting rid of your acne, or whatever. Those are good goals. It's when those "if-only's" start taking over your happiness, when those flaws become an obsession, that it is a problem.
You may never look like a runway model or magazine cover girl, and that's ok! I know I won't-- my post-baby hips fit in a size 10 jeans and not a size smaller. It is physically impossible for me to look like a runway model. But let me tell you-- I look darn good in my jeans, because they flatter my body, they are comfortable, and I like my hips. I didn't always like these hips, but I do now because my husband forced me to look in the mirror and tell him what I liked about myself. I still remember his face when I told him I didn't like anything about me-- he was disappointed, sad, that I couldn't be happy. Our Heavenly Father is unhappy when you are unhappy, because He wants his children to have joy. As I learned to voice what I like, I learned that I like other parts of me that the world says are bad. We are told to live in the world but not of the world, and I believe that includes the world's standard of beauty. The world wants you to dislike yourself, because then you'll relentlessly spend money on products and things that will supposedly hide or remove those flaws. I'll say it again: The Lord wants us to be happy.
Don't spend your life criticizing yourself. Don't turn 51 and still be sighing as you look in the mirror, wishing you didn't look like you did. You will age. You will change. You will still be beautiful. Don't waste two weeks of your life saying "if only..." Don't let the world tell you what you should look like. Set goals to achieve fitness and healthiness. Be content. Be happy!
Trust me, it's so worth it!
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Yockeyite Banter: Part Five
While getting a wedding dress for KT in Utah....
KT: This is going to sound weird, but that is a cool picture of asparagus.
After looking at a recipe she asked me to send her...
Meema: It says "butter, no substitutes" and I always go "you can't tell me what to do!"
While sitting with a friend at her house, the week before Christmas, we overheard the kids talking while they played in a blanket fort...
Oldest girl: Ok, who wants to hold the baby Jesus?
Two younger brothers (together): Me, me!!
Oldest girl: Ok, rule number one... Never, ever, let a little shepherd hold the baby Jesus.
Texting my seester...
Meema: I was eating a banana and dancing in the car and I accidentally wiped my banana on the ceiling
Ashy: Bahahahahahahaha Oh my goodness that is hilarious hahahahahahaha
Meema: Sold my truck :(
Ashy: Don't worry, you left a banana smear for truck to remember you by
Meema: No one knows it's there but me
Ashy: And me
Meema: Hey, want to see something really really funny?
Ashy: Of course I want to see something funny!
Meema: Did you get the picture?
Ashy: No picture. My phone is stupid.
Meema: Sorry. The pictures not that important. There's a banana smear on the car I'm gonna buy
Ashy: Hahahahahahaha Are you serious??
Meema: Yes oh my gosh it looks like boogers but I'm confident it's banana. Banana smear on the truck I sold and the car I'm buying.
While sitting in Primary during sharing time, I overhear something that goes like this...
Teacher: And how do we know that Heavenly Father loves us?
Sunbeam: Jellyfish.
Helping a friend out with her kids... I'm sitting with the oldest, a girl, on the couch while she makes a "book"...
Oldest: (reading out loud while she "writes") Dear dumpkin, I'm writing to the great pumpkin. I hope to see you in the next thirty days. Love, gramma and grandpa
Texting my sister again...
Me: I just took all my dirty dishes, loaded them on cookie sheets, and hid them in my bathtub. I can't decide if I should be ashamed or proud.
Meema: Hahahaha why
Me: Because the missionaries are coming over for dinner and I ALWAYS have dirty dishes. ... And of course the first conversation we have is about "honesty is the best policy"
Meema: Haha oh you're great
KT: This is going to sound weird, but that is a cool picture of asparagus.
After looking at a recipe she asked me to send her...
Meema: It says "butter, no substitutes" and I always go "you can't tell me what to do!"
While sitting with a friend at her house, the week before Christmas, we overheard the kids talking while they played in a blanket fort...
Oldest girl: Ok, who wants to hold the baby Jesus?
Two younger brothers (together): Me, me!!
Oldest girl: Ok, rule number one... Never, ever, let a little shepherd hold the baby Jesus.
Texting my seester...
Meema: I was eating a banana and dancing in the car and I accidentally wiped my banana on the ceiling
Ashy: Bahahahahahahaha Oh my goodness that is hilarious hahahahahahaha
Meema: Sold my truck :(
Ashy: Don't worry, you left a banana smear for truck to remember you by
Meema: No one knows it's there but me
Ashy: And me
Meema: Hey, want to see something really really funny?
Ashy: Of course I want to see something funny!
Meema: Did you get the picture?
Ashy: No picture. My phone is stupid.
Meema: Sorry. The pictures not that important. There's a banana smear on the car I'm gonna buy
Ashy: Hahahahahahaha Are you serious??
Meema: Yes oh my gosh it looks like boogers but I'm confident it's banana. Banana smear on the truck I sold and the car I'm buying.
While sitting in Primary during sharing time, I overhear something that goes like this...
Teacher: And how do we know that Heavenly Father loves us?
Sunbeam: Jellyfish.
Helping a friend out with her kids... I'm sitting with the oldest, a girl, on the couch while she makes a "book"...
Oldest: (reading out loud while she "writes") Dear dumpkin, I'm writing to the great pumpkin. I hope to see you in the next thirty days. Love, gramma and grandpa
Texting my sister again...
Me: I just took all my dirty dishes, loaded them on cookie sheets, and hid them in my bathtub. I can't decide if I should be ashamed or proud.
Meema: Hahahaha why
Me: Because the missionaries are coming over for dinner and I ALWAYS have dirty dishes. ... And of course the first conversation we have is about "honesty is the best policy"
Meema: Haha oh you're great
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Word Art and Almost Walking
I love creating things. I always have. Making music, beading necklaces, little craft projects to make people smile... I also love the scriptures. Now that I'm not in school I make time every morning to read and study and learn. I try to find verses that stand out to me, that touch my spirit. I think words, no matter where they come from, can be so powerful and uplifting.
This is the one that I made today. There are endless color combos you could do with this, and because it is simple, it can enhance a wall display. I love adding text to a group of photos, like I did with the one my SIL gave me for Christmas. (I posted a picture of it in my last post.) Word art is one of my newest favorite projects!
Also, Gummy Bear is VERY mobile. He loves to pull himself up on everything, and if you hold his hands he will walk and run everywhere. Lately he will try to walk while holding on to you with just one hand (although that is still very wobbly) and he is starting to get brave and let go of things for a moment or two to stand on his own. When he is happy he yells and chirps and squeals as he power-crawls all over the house. When he is crabby or upset, he will definitely let you know. He loves apple-cinnamon cheerios, and always scarfs down food as though we are starving him. We went to the temple this last Saturday, and while the other two mothers were just sitting with their babies, I kept getting up and chasing after GB. He is very, very ambitious and when older kids are running around and playing, you can see it in his face that he wants to play with them. It's as though he is a big kid trapped in a little kid's body. This week he will turn 8 months old. I love this little guy!
Thursday, February 6, 2014
FHE Monday #5
This comes late, but who cares? We had FHE this week!
So when Monday rolled around, I asked Husband Man to plan a lesson. He mentioned that he wanted to create a little book of pictures of family members for Gummy Bear, so he could have a book to see all the people related to him. I printed some off at Walmart when I went grocery shopping, and bought a little album for the pictures to go in. I was super excited about a FHE about families, especially since that is a big part of Primary this year as well.
That night we sang "Families Can Be Together Forever", and said a prayer. (That's how you know FHE has started off right!) Then we put Gummy Bear in my lap, and Husband Man started putting pictures in the album. He held the first one up--one of all three of us--and said "Who is this?" I pretended to answer for GB, and pointed to the people and said who they were. We had a picture of Husband Man and I when we got married, a picture of HM's older sister and her family, HM's little sister and her hubby, my sisters and brothers, and our parents and grandparents (GB's grandparents and great-grandparents). Then we sang the "I love daddy, he loves me, we love mommy yes-sir-ree" song a couple times, and closed with a prayer.
I loved doing this activity with Gummy Bear. He was actually attentive (which was really weird, he's not known for sitting still) and smiled when Husband Man held up each picture. The only thing I want to add is a picture of just Gummy Bear, and also a picture of Christ, because He is in our home as well. (It was also kind of a bummer because I didn't look at all the photos before I left Walmart, so in the photo of my little brother he only had half a face... So we have to reprint a couple pictures.) Now GB has a little book that he can look at (and hopefully we can keep him from eating it) during church or whenever to learn more about his family!
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