Monday, January 25, 2010

Infinite Power of Hope

These last few months I've been trying really hard on being a better example for my son and husband. It seems that the harder I try to better myself the harder Satan works at destroying it. But I know I need to continue to push myself at doing the right things like reading my scriptures, praying openly, showing the respect that Heavenly Father deserves by going on my knees to pray (i'm famous for pillow prayers), keeping my journal, going to the temple, and doing my visiting teaching. I will admit that it has become extremely difficult at times and I seem to get EXTREMELY distracted (satan's work) by situations going on in my life that seem to be almost impossible to over come. This month for the R.S. message a quote stood out to me," Each of us has a responsibility to try to avoid problems before they happen and to learn to overcome challenges when they occur..." then satan comes in and tries to make it so overwhelming for me which makes me more angry and upset, and that is not Heavenly Fathers plan for me to get through. But I'm going to do my best at what I know is right for me. I need to better myself first before I can better my family. I know Heavenly Father seriously loves me for me and my efforts to keep my family spiritually together and happy. I'm not going to lose.
this video is amazing and what a strength builder

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Bath time Mason

Mason loves bath time and does so many faces I couldn't resist. When ever he is upset and not tired I stick him in and its instant splashing and yelling that goes for about an hour

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Rice Cereal Adventures

Today we decided to try the rice cereal, here are some pics to show how the adventures went! And he loved it!


Friday, January 8, 2010

So I Married A Computer Nerd

The night before last I was on a cleaning frenzy when Alan decided to pitch in. "I'll take out the trash" he said. He walk out the door to the gigantic dumpster right across from our condo and threw the big white bag in, well tried anyway. It only made it half way, it got stuck between the fence and the dumpster. So as anyone would do he tried to push it in. He comes in running to the bathroom with blood completely all over his hands dripping! "I cut my had really bad!" So I put my clinic skills to work and got him bandaged up with gauze and neosporine and wrapped it with medical tape and we were off to the hospital. The blasted emergency entrance was a beast to find, poor Alan. But after all the paper work and checking him in we were sitting in the back in our own little room and they tell him he will need the stitches (alan being continually in denial that he even needs them) in his left thumb and his middle finger will be glued shut and he will get some shots to numb so they can explore inside the cut and stitch it back up. Alan goes pail. They had to lean his bed as far back as it went for most the rest of the visit to get the blood to go back to his face. Needless to say it didn't really work all to well. It made him less dizzy but he was as pail as ever. Come to find out the doc is a good friend of my cousin's husband who is a dentist so we got a talkin. Meanwhile poor alan is getting a shot from a nurse who didn't really have the experience in shot giving and was inserting the needle "fishing" all around his thumb. " its about ready to pop out the other side!" says alan. It was the ugliest looking shot I have ever seen in my life! she started going in in one direction but the needle (that never was pulled out during this process) ended up in almost the opposite direction. The doc quickly comes in and does the other injection. Alan's face was white! And for the most part Mason was a gem. He was super happy, ate and threw up on me twice, screamed just so he could hear his own voice since it some what echoed in the hospital with bare walls and fell asleep right before we left. And now Alan has a huge bandage on his thumb like what you would see in the cartoons after they smash their thumb with a hammer. After all that this is what he says to prove my title of this story," At least I push the space bar with my right thumb!"