Skip to main content

My babies aren't so much babies anymore.



Abby turned 8 today. How is it possible? Where has the time gone? I can't even answer that question.

We had a great day mostly filled with church activities. But Abby of course got to pick out her birthday dinner which was orange chicken. Mmmmm, thanks for the great choice Abby! Then of course we had presents and ice cream.

Saturday is Abby's baptism day and I have a lot to do to get ready. We are planning on approximately 50 people. Yep, that is what happens when you have 10 siblings collectively and a few friends.

I may be crazy but get togethers like this are a highlight for me. I love seeing everyone interact and I love watching all the kids play. It brings back so many fond memories from my childhood. Unfortunately there is a slight chance of inclement weather so on the off chance that we end up having festivities at our house I am painting and finishing projects like crazy. I equally love deadlines for projects. Having the possibility of inclement weather just gives me good incentive to get the things done that I would otherwise put off for weeks and even months.

So, enough of this nice break, it is back to work for me.

Comments

Shelly said…
Congratulations! On being an awesome mom! And congratulations to Abby for getting baptized! So exciting!
Dione said…
*sob*

We will be staying here in NM - the girls have a football game to perform at.

Tell Abby how much I love her and wish I could be there.

*sob*

Popular posts from this blog

Officially in the Limelight!

I had an interesting experience this evening. Without divulging more than I should, let's just say that I was told that people in my area are concerned that I have not kept my information about the stake changes private until the appropriate time. They were concerned that because I dated my blog post for the date of my writing some people thought that I had said something before the stake split announcement. Let me assure you that this isn't the case. I date my posts for the day that I write them but I didn't post them until Nov. 9th, the afternoon of the day of Stake conference. With that being said, this experience brought to my attention how much being a bishop's wife really is somewhat like being on show for everyone. Sometimes you are scrutinized and it is good, and sometimes it isn't so good.  I felt truly inspired to write and keep this blog so that people can get an idea of what a normal bishop's family is like. This however can be difficult because I ...

Pushed to the Limits Sometimes

I have been pretty overwhelmed lately. Actually it seems to be a recurring theme in my life that I am not very pleased about. I tend to wonder why it is that I get into situations where I feel overwhelmed. I question my ability to put my life in the right perspective. So, next week in particular is going to be beastly! My larger roles will include....teacher, preschool teacher, employee (24 hours next week), mother, maid, and cook. The problem is that I don't feel like I am excelling at any of them. For instance Zach. He needs me to be a great teacher, to give him my best and most undivided attention. Instead I am giving my all to stay awake and the rest goes to him and Jillian.

What I Would Tell My Younger Self

Last week was a really tough week for our Bishop and family. First, my husband went out of town on business and it happened to overlap with our daughter and her babies visiting us. So, three days that she was here, he didn't get to see her. Then, he flew back into town Wed. around town and then we drove our daughter to the airport Thursday morning at 4:30. Yes, that is early, and yes, we did go back to bed when we got home. ;o) Then he worked all day Thursday and I will spare you the details but it was a bad day. His non-boss boss was in a foul mood and he got the brunt of it.  Thursday evening he had the yearly ward audit and didn't get home until close to 10. Friday was another fun filled day at work, and then Friday evening and Saturday were filled with youth conference which he attended and was a chaperone for during the entire event. Sunday was a rough "bishop" day that he couldn't talk about, and quite frankly, I didn't want to hear about.  That leads us...