tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221744892012-01-25T20:19:15.664-07:00I'm a thirty-something stay-at-home wife and mom who likes to wander through my very strange childhood memories.Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.comBlogger10971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-53533922565967517322012-01-25T18:29:00.002-07:002012-01-25T19:02:50.853-07:00

**Today I woke up with a thought, "Be productive. Do more than you have been. You can do this!" So I woke up doing *some* of the FlyLady tips. I got out of bed, made my half (the other half was being slept in by a cute man), went to the laundry room and found my clothes for the day, got dressed, combed through my mane of hair, then went upstairs and got to work. My mantra was different today too.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-47820173553428968792012-01-12T11:38:00.002-07:002012-01-12T11:41:20.651-07:00

Jake was sitting on my lap (like he likes to do) and was being silly. Then I asked him, "Do you know what we should have for lunch?"(At this point, I'd expected him to say a sandwich or noodles....)"Yes," he said."Really? What?"He hesitated for a second and then he exclaimed, "KANGAROO!" Uh, erm...."Silly boy, I didn't get any of that...""You're the kangaroo..." Then he proceeded to "eat" me.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-26963735737419772592012-01-11T11:41:00.003-07:002012-01-11T12:08:44.141-07:00

We've been in the house for a month, and you'd think in that time, I'd have everything JUST how I want it, right?Well....The kitchen is still mostly boxes and I don't have my pictures hung. (When I've moved in the past, this is one of the first things I do....but right now? Not so much...) I'm still trying to figure out where I want things hung. It will come, I promise....For now, enjoy the

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-30113892551721020732012-01-02T09:19:00.003-07:002012-01-02T09:25:14.621-07:00

New Year almost always equals new resolutions. Some may want a hot new bod, some want to be more frugal, others want to give more of themselves....Me? I want to be a better mommy and wife to those I see every day. I will admit, I'm an angry person. When my kids do things they're not supposed to, I yell and lecture them. When I need them to do something, I usually yell it at them, or plead over

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-79412383163358378412011-12-24T09:26:00.005-07:002011-12-24T09:33:39.871-07:00

Remember the reason for the season....

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-64460143610655845372011-12-14T10:53:00.002-07:002011-12-14T11:00:07.508-07:00

We've been in the new house for 6 days (I'm including Friday....because I can.) and we're STILL in pretty much the same position we were when the boxes were dropped off here. I've only arranged the family room and the boys' bedrooms. We're still looking for things that have been packed, but we're surviving. Over the weekend we found out that we didn't have any hot water. Our hot water heater was

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-67059176907809535612011-12-10T21:54:00.002-07:002011-12-10T22:00:45.719-07:00

So, my last post....yeah, a bit of a lie. We had a miracle. On Friday, we began running around doing errands for the house (changing the electricity, gas....) when our mortgage lady, Julz, called. Me: "Hello?" Julz: "Dawnyel?? I just left you a HUGE rambly message on your home phone. You're funded."Me: "What!? How did that happen?" (Seriously dancing in my seat and grinning ear-to-ear.)Julz: "

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-28172491125014295522011-12-08T21:26:00.002-07:002011-12-08T21:29:04.559-07:00

Today we signed the closing papers on our house. It feels AMAZING to have a house of our own. BUT, because we didn't sign all of the papers and get them processed before 5:30, we have to wait until Monday before it's "official." We're just hoping that the owners will allow us to move our belongings into the house before Monday. We have everyone set up to help, and it would be amazing if we could.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-55781261509976340602011-12-06T18:49:00.004-07:002011-12-06T18:54:11.926-07:00

We're chugging along. I think we'll be okay, despite my last crazy panicked post.Cameron hiding in the many boxes....Jake sleeping, just like daddy. *giggle*

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-26091860737104875432011-12-02T18:02:00.001-07:002011-12-02T18:04:04.881-07:00

We close on the house in less than a week. We still have a BUNCH of stuff to do ON TOP of the packing. I'm overwhelmed. I can't do it all. I'm going to suck it up and ask for help. I know there are people who are more than willing to help (I've already had TONS of offers that I've kind of blown off....) I'm taking them up. I need help. I want OUT of this crummy apartment and into my cute little

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-6814198015129433572011-11-29T17:45:00.002-07:002011-11-29T17:53:14.199-07:00

Driving around town at night, I've noticed the brilliant light displays that many have put up already. Not only have I noticed them, but so have my boys. Jake will say, "Mom! They're all ready for Christmas." When he says this I notice that it's with a bit of jealousness. Normally, any other year, our family tradition is that we put up our tree on Thanksgiving evening or the day after. This year,

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-16457225298099516192011-11-24T22:10:00.002-07:002011-11-24T22:39:16.125-07:00

Today has been an absolutely WONDERFUL holiday. I spent the morning making pies. I was in charge of assigning people the things to bring, and didn't have many people for making pies, so I volunteered myself. I told my mom that I would make the cream pies (banana, coconut and lemon meringue). I baked the shells yesterday and then went to work this morning making the filling. I had never made a

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-57582231862671930992011-11-22T10:25:00.003-07:002011-11-22T11:15:14.511-07:00

Yup, we're still here. We're in the midst of all of the house-buying things. Last week we had our inspection, which turned out not so bad. We do have an older house, so there are many little things that need fixed, but we can still live with a lot of things. I'm also going through things in the current house and purging and donating things that we don't wear, use or need anymore. THIS is what's

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-6972152392714750262011-11-14T00:21:00.002-07:002011-11-14T00:26:47.236-07:00

...that after a few months in the Primary Presidency....I got released. I knew it was coming, the current president had been in for 3 years, but I was SO sad to lose such a fun, wonderful, fulfilling calling. Because the bishopric member knew about the house hunt, he hesitated to extend me a new calling, so as of right now, I'm without a calling. I haven't had THAT privilege since we first moved

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-30476096820645881072011-11-11T10:49:00.003-07:002011-11-11T11:00:07.990-07:00

I'm SO beyond thrilled. Honestly, right now I've got perma-grin. Steve called me with the news, and I asked if they'd counter-offered....they DIDN'T!! OH MY GOSH!!! I've got a house, and at a SCREAMING deal too!!! I am just overwhelmed with happiness right now, you have no idea!!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-72258676991871306882011-11-10T09:16:00.003-07:002011-11-10T09:18:28.413-07:00

Last night, Steve and I put in another offer on the house that I dreamed about. It took a lot of talk and discussion to get us both on the same page, but we're both there....and anxious.We wait to hear back with nervousness and anxiety....and giddiness. I have to admit, I'm BEYOND giddy about this house. I can't wait to hear whether they'll accept our offer or counter-offer.....Not knowing is SO

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-37127777075636820692011-11-07T20:28:00.002-07:002011-11-07T20:34:44.287-07:00

We've been looking for a house for MONTHS now. The first day we looked, Steve found the house that he loved. I thought it was nice, but it just didn't FEEL right to me. Then the next week I found a house that I loved, but Steve didn't like. Then we'd been on the fence for a while. Steve told me that he felt like either house that we picked (of the two we both liked) would be fine. I thought we

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-77496712702260668732011-11-01T09:52:00.004-06:002011-11-01T09:59:08.493-06:00

We had a long road getting TO Halloween this year. The boys were threatened on a regular basis with it being taken away....but they both made it.We walked all up and down Grandma's neighborhood and got a GOOD haul. The boys were completely exhausted by the end of the night....Now we move to the other holidays!!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-3190234118880376212011-10-25T10:43:00.002-06:002011-10-25T10:48:01.531-06:00

Jacob is 3 and 4 (almost 5) months old. He understands when he's messy. He usually hides when he poops....all signs he's old enough to go to the bathroom on the toilet, right??I've been asking the boy for MONTHS if he wants to potty on the toilet and the answer has always been, "No, thanks." (Yes, he's polite...) Finally, after Cameron went back to school and it was just the two of us at home,

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-61634612098868367282011-10-13T23:31:00.002-06:002011-10-13T23:33:54.728-06:00

I've found myself having similar dreams lately....all of them with us in a new house. I wish the house-hunting process was easier, but it's not...and I'm frustrated. My boys fight constantly because they don't like sharing a bedroom. And I mean, who can blame them, right? Neither one has his own space, and he wants some room for himself. Frustration comes when after hours of screaming and

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-23050892936730803722011-10-04T22:56:00.003-06:002011-10-04T23:03:44.876-06:00

Tonight I've been reflecting on where I was 11 years ago. I was laying in a hospital bed, anxious for the birth of my first child. I was having blood pressure complications, and was nervous about everything that was going on.I was so anxious that my nurse (who happened to be a good family friend) gave me a shot of morphine to help me relax. The night seemed to drag by. At that point, I had been

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-45671902190523730242011-10-03T11:22:00.002-06:002011-10-03T11:31:53.988-06:00

It's interesting to me that when I complain, my sweet hubby decides it's time to take action. Last week we decided that it's time for us to find a house of our own. The boys need their own rooms, and we are officially on our own with our rent now (Steve got a raise, and Cam now has supplemental Social Security....) so we decided that it's time. On Tuesday we looked at 3 houses. The first one is

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-71509396832159642072011-09-24T01:08:00.003-06:002011-09-24T01:11:52.146-06:00

Why can't my boys stop fighting me on every request?Why can't the two of them sleep in the same room at the same time without World War 3 breaking out?Why doesn't the 3 year old understand that he can't do everything that his big brother can?Why is it that I make too much money to be poor, but I'm too poor to be rich? Why can't I seem to fall asleep when the rest of the world does? Why can't I

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-42047713515668518382011-09-18T22:58:00.003-06:002011-09-18T23:03:14.981-06:00

This week was my turn for Sharing Time again. I was grateful. I actually ended up switching with the other councilor, because she was leaving town....and I had NO idea what I could do for next week. Anyway, this week's lesson was about how we can prepare NOW to be a missionary. It helped a TON that we had a missionary speak and the high councilman spoke about missionaries. I took my lesson from

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-14692489268039041432011-09-14T12:13:00.002-06:002011-09-14T12:28:26.445-06:00

I've been thinking about how different my two boys are. Cameron is a sweet boy (unless he's with his brother...) and is extremely shy. He is just now learning how to read. He is somewhat hard to understand if you haven't been around him (he slurs his words together, for example, "Family home evening" would be "famihomevening" coming out of his mouth). He loves basketball, and will do ANYTHING to

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-966569345624494572011-09-12T11:29:00.003-06:002011-09-12T11:44:42.427-06:00

Lately I have not felt like myself. I'm grumpy and angry at the drop of a hat. Yesterday was no exception.I woke up early to watch the 9/11 things on TV (I am a 9/11 junkie, I watch so many shows about it and absolutely cannot get enough...) I was SO tired, neither of my boys went to sleep the night before until well after 10:30, and I was grumpy with having to deal with them all by myself.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-47794401750929084062011-09-08T23:14:00.004-06:002011-09-08T23:23:26.348-06:00

School is back in session (has been since last week, but who's counting?) and life moves quickly. Jake has done his own "school" a few times and loves feeling like a big boy. I'm a little frustrated though. Bedtime has become my nemesis....yet again. Jake and Cameron fight EVERY single night. I'm losing my mind and just want to sit in the fetal position crying. It starts out innocently enough. We

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-78813880105144976872011-09-02T14:49:00.002-06:002011-09-02T14:54:12.058-06:00

Every Labor Day weekend, my family goes camping. It's kind of our own little family reunion of sorts. All of my aunts and uncles from my dad's side (well, with a FEW exceptions) goes hunting and camping on Labor Day weekend. We look forward to it every year.A few years ago (when Jake was a baby) I was camping alone with my boys. I was trying to zip up our tent (the zipper was broken) and looked

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-84139706254763463632011-08-28T20:07:00.002-06:002011-08-28T20:15:01.081-06:00

I think Sharing time went well. The message was "reading, watching, and listening to wholesome things helps keep my mind clear." The manual had only 2 paragraphs to fill the 15-20 minutes I have to teach this concept. Seriously, it wasn't enough. I found some great ideas from this blog and used the Sunday Savers book. I had two glasses of water, one with mud and gunk in it, the other clear. I

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-81613272612260149052011-08-28T00:26:00.003-06:002011-08-28T00:31:02.191-06:00

I've got them in BUNCHES. Tomorrow is my first Sharing Time. I'm not too worried about the kids, I already love them and know most of them....but I'm worried about getting my point across. I've got all sorts of props and things, but I want the kids to remember past church what I'm trying to teach....too much to ask?? Probably.Not only do I have nerves, but Cameron does too. He starts school back

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-54762780853316770132011-08-25T10:42:00.002-06:002011-08-25T10:44:42.841-06:00

I've been given a HUGE blessing in the form of help with Sharing Times. My cousin, who is SO wonderful, has given me many websites with TONS of help. I'm going to post them on my sidebar, so we ALL can share in them.I'm just grateful for people who are creative and make ME look good. ;)

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-66586865377297983302011-08-22T22:57:00.004-06:002011-08-22T23:10:10.846-06:00

A few weeks ago (while I was out of town) I was called to be in a new calling at church. Since becoming an adult (18 years old...) I've held MANY callings: Primary teacher (11 year olds and 5-6 year olds), Primary chorister (twice...two different wards), Cub Scout Den Leader, Visiting Teaching Coordinator, and Relief Society Meeting board-member. They've all been challenging in their own way, but

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-24147056543994322462011-08-15T22:46:00.002-06:002011-08-15T22:50:45.026-06:00

I have a confession: I never swore until I had children. I remember accidentally saying "damn" when I was younger and I felt SO embarrassed and horrible that I promised myself I would never say a bad word again...That worked, until I had children. And when I say "children" I do mean MORE than one. I didn't swear until I had TWO kids. Now I'm a big bad swearing machine. I say words I don't want to

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-88280700285074564232011-08-09T01:10:00.004-06:002011-08-09T01:20:41.736-06:00

So my Girls' Weekend Out was FANTABULOUS! The theme of the trip was "You are Beautiful." I'm SO glad that it was, I really needed it (as well as a few others of us.) On Saturday we all took a class that was entitled "You are Beautiful," and it was taught by 4 LOVELY ladies, who I look up to. One of them talked about changing your internal language to positive thoughts. She talked about her own

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-80026627908420515442011-08-08T00:46:00.004-06:002011-08-08T00:49:54.135-06:00

I had an absolutely WONDERFUL weekend: I got to see friends that I've never met in real life (and we totally clicked!) I laughed until my cheeks and belly hurt. I ate fantastic food.I got to sit in the temple with my best girlfriend.I stayed up talking until 4:00 in the morning.I felt the Spirit.I learned that I can love myself and that is a GOOD thing.I learned that I shouldn't make quick

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-70432156951624073532011-08-03T10:16:00.003-06:002011-08-03T10:21:37.627-06:00

The last few days have been VERY frustrating for me. While trying to see some paintings on Monday night, Cameron had an utter and complete melt-down. I had to literally DRAG the boy out of the building while he was screaming and carrying on. It was SO embarrassing. Then yesterday I kept yelling and yelling until I was ready to lose my voice. Cameron would not do a THING I said. I was beginning to

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-71348726030567609632011-07-29T12:03:00.003-06:002011-07-29T12:06:11.794-06:00

I'm still healing from my wound. People are very concerned, and it's touching. I haven't had to take pain pills during the day for QUITE a while (yay!) but I do take them when I go to bed, because I almost always inadvertently pull on it and hurt myself. I'm healing in more than just the physical way though. I'm working on healing my toxic behaviors. I re-read the book, "How to Hug a Porcupine:

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-68003539286598692292011-07-25T22:00:00.003-06:002011-07-25T22:09:20.160-06:00

I got the call this morning that I was to see the surgeon at 2:15 this afternoon. No problem....wait, a small problem....I am on strong pain meds, I'm NOT supposed to drive.....I ended up staying off the meds, so I could drive myself, since I didn't have help today. After dropping the boys off with my mom, I went to the office. I sat in the waiting room and filled out 5 pages of medical history.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-4452773993382626162011-07-22T22:06:00.002-06:002011-07-22T22:13:34.635-06:00

I was in excruciating pain today. I couldn't even lift up my arm to help out...it was bad. And last night the wound started oozing.....I called my doctor's office multiple times and got NO answer. I had enough, so I went to a Redi-care (ER alternative, supposedly faster and better...) They were super busy, so I sat in the waiting room and slept for a half hour while I waited. When the nurse

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-50589442034861628042011-07-21T21:28:00.002-06:002011-07-21T21:31:52.960-06:00

This will be TMI, so if you don't want to know, please stop reading now. Just a warning. I called my doctor today. (Yes, I've been waiting for things to take care of themselves for 3 weeks.) The nurse told me that there are two options to help my poor, painful, purple/black boobie out: do hot compresses and ibuprofen OR visit a surgeon and have it taken care of surgically. Since I've already

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-77565352389867551612011-07-19T22:10:00.002-06:002011-07-19T22:13:53.781-06:00

Remember a while back when I mentioned my lump on my breast? Well, it's gotten bigger, purple and WAY more painful. (Not that it was painful before, but now it hurts like a dirty-bugger!) I keep trying to remind myself that it's nothing bad. No "C" word, but it does hurt. At first it was a mild annoyance. I would rub my arm against it and it hurt a bit. Now I can't even bend over.It has grown to

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-61331530397502206622011-07-12T07:48:00.002-06:002011-07-12T07:53:26.238-06:00

I LOVE looking through old pictures and laughing and remembering. They're so much fun.Right now I'm in the middle of a huge project though: making a family picture book. Last night I got a CD with over 400 pictures on it, and none were cropped properly. I'm in the midst of cropping them right now. It's SO fun to see these pictures and wonder about what was going on in them. It's so true that

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-1333146830767471442011-07-04T17:18:00.008-06:002011-07-05T09:22:18.693-06:00

It worked, but not ideally.Sleeping in the suburban was a bit of a feat. The inflatable mattress was too big to fit between the wheel wells, so I had to deflate it a bit, which means my hip bone was on the floor all night long. I guess the boys didn't care, both of them slept VERY well.I got to spend time with my aunts and uncle that I don't see that often, it was SO much fun. They're all pretty

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-13299316940812871002011-06-30T11:18:00.005-06:002011-06-30T11:30:03.473-06:00

Usually we let the 4th of July weekend go by without much fanfare, but this year, we've decided on an impromptu camping trip. Unfortunately, since it's impromptu, that means Steve can't come, because he has to work, but the boys are REALLY excited about going.The ONLY hesitation the boys had was missing our town's parade. I'm all for it, because I've been IN this parade for many MANY years, and

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-58664387884573106292011-06-24T00:30:00.004-06:002011-06-24T00:41:10.664-06:00

You know, the ones you SWEAR you will never allow yourself to become?? The ones you just KNOW are too lazy to correct their children, who allow the kids to do whatever they want whenever they want....the kind we promise ourselves we WON'T become. For the last month or so my boys have been terrible about going to bed. For a while they shared a bunk bed. Then when they'd be in bed together, Cameron

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-51450264212063681872011-06-17T13:14:00.002-06:002011-06-17T13:22:11.755-06:00

The other day my boys and I were going to go to hang out with some friends. We were all really excited about going and didn't want to miss this for anything. We headed out to the suburban and buckled up. We were ready to leave, but the suburban wasn't. It wouldn't turn on. (Now, let me preface this a bit....We're buying my parents' old suburban. It's been having issues with the starter for about

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-81722235177523041262011-06-09T22:13:00.006-06:002011-06-09T22:24:04.506-06:00

How about attend Webelos day camp with your son, friend and another scout?? I did.Besides falling flat on my backside not one minute outside of the car, it was a fun day...filled with interesting tidbits of information taught by "educated" scouts. For true-life examples, visit Deanna....it's all true! The boys loved the little bit of sun we saw...as well as the baby racoon (that would be MY

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-31645139670714638882011-06-06T22:12:00.005-06:002011-06-06T22:19:44.472-06:00

Today was my munchkin's 3rd birthday. My, how the time has FLOWN!He got a few cool things for his birthday: a big monster truck, a pitching-tee, and then some Cars characters. He loved it and couldn't wait to play with his bat and pitching-tee, unfortunately the rain settled in before he got a good chance to play.He'd asked for a monster truck rally cake, so I made one (it was SO yummy and WAY

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-24712165904567244302011-06-04T21:51:00.005-06:002011-06-04T22:30:07.631-06:00

On Friday night we went to our local zoo for "Dream Night." A night dedicated to special needs kids and their families. It was completely free and COMPLETELY fun! They had people all around the zoo with things for the kids to feel and see (pelts, skeletons, feathers...) then they handed out free water bottles, animal crackers, tattoos, ice cream, stuffed animals for the kids....I was so happy

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-63166948964645116292011-05-31T23:20:00.004-06:002011-05-31T23:29:34.339-06:00

I have a lot to say most days, but I forget it when I get on the computer and I play my time away. *hee hee*Anyway, a few weeks ago the boys got hair cuts. Cam got a cool mo-hawk because the school had crazy hair day (not allowing hair paint, so what ELSE could we do with a little boy's hair??)He LOVED it and Jake kept asking for the same thing....even though his hair was too short. Maybe this

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-27006635616593880352011-05-30T18:47:00.002-06:002011-05-30T18:59:41.066-06:00

I just returned from a fantastical weekend away with my boys and my family camping. (Sadly, Steve couldn't come, even had to work on his birthday.) Usually we go north for our camping, but this year I suggested a different location, and we've discovered that we LOVE this newer place. I had worried about the weather. I'm still a tent-camper at heart, so I worried about the high speed winds we'd

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My friend shared this video with me today....I'm literally in TEARS!!! Sending all of you my love, and God's!

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Lately I've been feeling like the internet is a huge waste of time. I've had some pretty fun places I liked to visit in the past, but lately I've felt like things have fallen too much into the negative. I have contemplated leaving the internet behind and living without it, but it IS a necessary evil. Bill paying has NEVER been better than before the internet. Today I was talking about the bad

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-38278746458849591602011-05-13T23:52:00.003-06:002011-05-13T23:57:09.447-06:00

Jake's been having bedtime issues lately. He'll come downstairs after being sent to bed, and will complain, "Mama, I had a bad dream." He doesn't believe me that you can only have nightmares once you're sleeping, but that's beside the point.Tonight he was extra grumpy and got sent to bed early. He was none too pleased with missing family prayer, so he came down and complained, "We need to pray!"

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-35178552462493205662011-05-13T14:12:00.002-06:002011-05-13T14:24:17.238-06:00

Mornings around here are NOT pretty. Usually one of us is grumpy, the other is defiant, and the other is so full of energy that the rest of us grumble. Yeah, we pretty much play the same three roles over and over every day. I'm the grump....mornings have NEVER been my cup of tea. I've always been a night owl.Cameron is the defiant one. I have to beg and plead and yell to get him to do ANYTHING!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-26442531829718238812011-05-07T01:51:00.005-06:002011-05-07T02:07:22.461-06:00

(I stole this idea from my friend, Deanna. Thanks for the idea!) Random LovesMy boys will randomly come up to me, give me a nice hug and say, "Mom, I love you!" It's especially humbling when I'm in the midst of one of my many mommy-rants and they stop me in my tracks with their love. And I absolutely know they love me when they sweetly squeeze me in their little bear-hugs. So sweet.Singing

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-6024123594408173782011-05-03T02:26:00.005-06:002011-05-03T02:38:29.394-06:00

Lately I've been in kind of a funk. I'm not all that happy with my hubby (I've been pretty grumpy, poor guy...) I've been a bear to my boys....it's not cool.I think I need to make some new goals that will help me out. I need to go to bed at a decent hour (said the crazy lady at 2:30 in the morning...) I need to eat healthy foods. I need to exercise. I need to clean my house. I'm just in a funk.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-78434910205365872672011-04-28T23:49:00.006-06:002011-04-29T00:03:48.294-06:00

A few weeks ago Steve took our boys to a Monster Truck rally. The boys were VERY excited. Anytime they saw a commercial for the rally they'd dance around clapping their hands, "WE GET TO GO SEE THAT!!"Thankfully, since my hubby is a SAINT, I was able to stay home and did NOT have to participate. (He gets me, he really does...)The boys had a BLAST! Although, I heard that Jake wanted mom after the

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-44964307459106191502011-04-28T00:52:00.004-06:002011-04-28T00:56:02.707-06:00

My bed is all done....all prettified and MINE! I'm SO in love with it. Thanks to my brothers (who are SUPER talented in the woodworking department) and my dad for providing the lumber, and to my hubby, for the bestest ruined surprise I could ever hope for!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-33232154678083925412011-04-25T15:01:00.005-06:002011-05-02T03:55:49.724-06:00

Steve has been pretty secretive about my birthday present this year. Unfortunately for him, I'm observant.He commissioned my younger brothers to make me a bed....headboard, sideboards, footboard....but they all refused to let me see it. Well, since today is my birthday and I won't be able to GET it today (still needs to get a finishing coat on it...) I begged to go and see it.It. Is. BEAUTIFUL!!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-73191422785647814192011-04-22T18:20:00.002-06:002011-04-22T18:23:53.274-06:00

Yes, I'm completely FINE!! I went in for the ultrasound this morning, and almost had to have a mammogram, but since you can SEE the lump on the skin, they opted to wait until after the ultrasound if it was necessary. They checked it, then went to consult with the doctor. I laid on the bed all by myself for 10 minutes. My mind kept thinking, "Maybe they've FOUND something. Maybe I was a little too

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-3485923346988990292011-04-19T13:27:00.003-06:002011-04-19T13:30:56.113-06:00

I saw a physician's assistant today. She was VERY nice and wonderful about everything. She did an exam and found my little lump, after she examined it a bit, she decided that it looked and felt like it was an ingrown hair that had scared up. She said to be sure it was what she thought, she'd order an ultrasound, since I'm not experiencing any pain with it, and the other option is to cut into it.

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This weekend, after having a wonderful experience at a Women's Conference that built me up, I had a humbling moment. I found a small lump on my breast. I have been a mess all weekend. I tried to hold it in at church, but broke down during a few of the hymns and my husband's solo. During those songs I was feeling the love of the Lord and my Savior. I know they love me and they are watching over

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-57956394434015014092011-04-15T23:48:00.002-06:002011-04-15T23:48:46.230-06:00

Seriously, I'm talking to myself, I know it, but come ON!! :( I'm going off somewhere to pout.

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Yesterday I jumped onto our computer to do a few things and found that the internet wasn't working. I didn't really think too much of it, and played a game until Steve woke up. Once he was awake I told him that the internet was off, and I didn't know what was wrong. He played around with it for a while and eventually figured out that it was more than just a messed up modem.....our whole phone

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-10069261422980311352011-04-12T11:29:00.003-06:002011-04-12T11:32:02.778-06:00

Yesterday, while the boys were obnoxious and bouncing off the walls, I got super frustrated. The thing of it is that they like to bang on the walls that we share with neighbors. I don't mind so much when it's just them banging on our inner walls, but the shared walls makes me crazy because I'm so afraid the neighbors are going to think we're rotten neighbors.I could hear them banging on the

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-89602085218378555992011-04-11T22:49:00.006-06:002011-04-11T23:10:32.977-06:00

So my last post was all about tattling on Steve and his mistakes. (Believe me, the only reason I posted it was because the man RARELY does stuff like this anymore....he just has had a bad couple of days....) Now it's time to tattle on myself....Today I took Jake with me to the store. I've been watching Sonic's commercials for their hot dogs....and they look REALLY good. So I figured I'd make my

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-67735227010142350422011-04-10T23:07:00.003-06:002011-04-10T23:15:53.284-06:00

Today started out as another fabulous Sunday. After church I came home and quickly put dinner together. It took me a half hour of cooking and rearranging, but I got things ready. Cameron was a HUGE help by washing off the table and setting it. While I was trying to get my gravy to boil, Cam asked, "Mom, big forks or little ones?" Now something random you should know about me....I don't CARE what

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-42475712666108695652011-04-06T11:15:00.003-06:002011-04-06T11:40:11.313-06:00

Jacob is one motivated little boy. Today while I was on the computer (only for 20 minutes, that's not long, is it?) Jake managed to get into something quite important.I turned around to talk to the little boy and noticed the wet wipes were emptied from the package and laying all over the floor and entertainment center. When I asked Jake what he was doing he said, "I gotta clean!" Then he

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-81992174760311630312011-04-03T13:03:00.004-06:002011-04-03T13:27:33.121-06:00

I've never been to see Conference live, but I've always wanted to. I was able to go to a Young Women's broadcast, but that's not QUITE the same. So when our bishop announced that he had tickets for Conference, Steve, without even asking me, got some tickets for us. Jake is too young to go, so it was just Steve, Cameron and I.We dropped Jake off with my parents early Saturday morning, and off we

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-70234762850183688272011-03-31T22:59:00.003-06:002011-03-31T23:04:47.921-06:00

I must admit, I did NOT come up with this list. I am borrowing the advice from a friend. It's a great reminder that the best things kids need are US. **************************************************************1. Affirmation. Sometimes one simple word of affirmation can change an entire life. So make sure your children know how much you appreciate them. And then, remind them every chance you

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-14274378559467530572011-03-30T01:09:00.005-06:002011-03-30T01:20:00.384-06:00

It's been a little over a week since I decided that I needed to move on and work on forgiving my step-grandma. I've prayed like crazy, gotten FANTASTIC advice, and had lots of time to think. In the last week I've come SO far...in fact, on Sunday I actually SPOKE with her...for the first time since the night we argued. It went well, I survived and we spoke kindly and without bringing up the

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-31219229558413066982011-03-29T02:09:00.003-06:002011-03-29T02:14:50.728-06:00

It's the middle of the night (I know you wouldn't know this unless I confessed, so I did.) I am all by myself in my living room. The television is off (if only my kids saw it that way....they'd freak out.) I'm sitting on the computer looking up as many songs as I can by a few of my favorite artists.....Seriously, can you keep a secret??Promise??Cross your heart? Hope to die, stick a needle in

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-56579203206485511102011-03-28T11:58:00.002-06:002011-03-28T12:02:32.102-06:00

Jake's new favorite thing to do is sing "The Wise man and the Foolish Man." Today he insisted he needed an actual rock to sing his song....this is his result. (Forgive my sad video quality....)He's so proud of himself too.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-61930449551285570642011-03-21T22:06:00.001-06:002011-03-21T22:08:27.992-06:00

Are we EVIL parents, or what? ;)

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Do you ever have one of those Sundays where EVERYTHING you hear at church seems directed at you? Every prayer, every talk, every lesson seems applicable to YOUR life? This was my Sunday. Sacrament Meeting went well. Lately I've tried to make a conscious effort to concentrate on the Savior during the passing of the sacrament, and today, it just totally slipped my mind. When the deacons were

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-87121034484656338132011-03-18T21:40:00.002-06:002011-03-18T21:46:11.962-06:00

For quite a while now I've found myself falling asleep in any comfortable spot. I can be on my couch, at my parents' house, sitting quietly at the computer....it doesn't matter. I will fall instantly asleep. My boys are quite used to it, and Jake has learned to entertain himself rather well...despite his new coloring fetish. He will play with toys or find something to eat. Today we had a "friend"

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-16370282825431585872011-03-09T20:10:00.002-07:002011-03-09T20:16:11.400-07:00

Today was a fairly uneventful day....except for little 10 minute block. It was right after I turned off my computer this morning. As I turned around to talk to Jake, he began choking on a jelly bean. He had it stuck pretty tight....so he came running to me, gasping with tears running down his face the whole time. I grabbed him and did the Heimlich Maneuver a few times until he was breathing (

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-43440831298768267832011-03-05T18:27:00.002-07:002011-03-05T18:31:27.374-07:00

Jake loves to color. That's fine, until he colors OFF the page. His latest artwork includes:The back of our desk chair....green on beige, BEAUTIFUL!The screen of our BRAND new TV. His white socks (blue this time.)Our red-neck mirrors in the living room.The wall at the bottom of the stairs, yellow and red.The computer screen.The lid to his toy box in his bedroom. And finally, his hands. I promise,

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-37905187020584752712011-03-01T10:32:00.002-07:002011-03-01T10:34:38.259-07:00

His new favorite saying is, "Mom! Cameron's annoying!!" Um, where EVER did you learn THAT word little boy? *whistles innocently*Funny enough, he says it at appropriate times. He MUST know what it means. His other funny saying is "Mom, you a BIG boy!" When I tell him yes, mommy's big, but I'm a girl, he gets indignant, "NO, mom, you a BOY!" Okay, so I'm a boy, and Cam's annoying.

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-65169338667177067082011-02-26T14:23:00.002-07:002011-02-26T14:36:39.136-07:00

This morning I went with some women from my ward to a regional women's conference in Rexburg. We left fairly early, and waited for an hour before it started. The guest speaker was Sister Julie B. Beck, the general Relief Society president. This is a HUGE deal. The only other time we really hear from the general Relief Society president is during conference or the general women's broadcast which

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-74324206282728331022011-02-21T11:50:00.002-07:002011-02-21T11:54:32.563-07:00

My boys have been at one another all day long. Why do we HAVE to celebrate dead presidents anyway?? I've been slowly going a bit crazy. I walked past their hole of a bedroom and about lost it, then I thought, "Let's make this a game...." I came into the living room and said, "Okay guys, I need you to do something for me...as FAST as you can....go upstairs and throw ALL the toys into the toy box..

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-28932106900798736502011-02-16T22:07:00.002-07:002011-02-16T22:14:51.836-07:00

Our tax refund this year has been a HUGE blessing. We've spent probably more than we should have, but BOY are we having fun! We upgraded our computer. The last one had Vista on it, and Vista was sucking up most of the memory. Our dedicated computer man told us to not put any more money into that machine. He told us he'd build us a decent machine that would knock the socks off our current model,

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-7119252466201908862011-02-15T20:58:00.006-07:002011-02-15T21:10:04.917-07:00

We had a very nice Valentine's Day this year.I've tried to continue the tradition that my mom had of giving to my children as well as my sweetheart. She always gave us something small and I loved it. This year we gave our boys a small heart filled with chocolate and bubbles and bouncy balls. When Cam saw it he said, "That's it?" Gee, have I not taught my child to be grateful?? So I told him that

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-52586545677938404532011-02-10T11:22:00.007-07:002011-02-10T11:54:19.454-07:00

Lately, I've been a VERY lazy mama. I have been completely exhausted in the mornings, and tend to sleep the morning away while Jake has free-reign on the house. Usually he's pretty good about sticking to the living room (where I'm asleep on the couch) or playing in his room. It's been a good set-up.Today, Steve had the day off, and I went upstairs to sleep with him in the bed. We invited Jake to

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-4376398920278832552011-02-03T19:53:00.002-07:002011-02-03T20:08:30.197-07:00

Tonight we had a fantastic Relief Society meeting with ideas for Family Home Evenings. It was so fun and FULL of wonderful ideas. I want to remember, so I'm going to share a few. Repentance: Have the family sit in a circle around a big bowl. Make sure they're sitting on a hard, easy to clean floor. Tell them the rules of this game are that they can pick what they want out of the bowl, if they

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-5381117627898586222011-01-31T12:11:00.002-07:002011-01-31T12:17:53.738-07:00

Cameron has always loved playing board games, card games or any game with us. He BEGS constantly for a game to be played. On Saturday I played Sorry with him and Jake. (Okay, so Jake just messed up the board and picked up random cards...but HE thought he was playing.) They had such a blast. I was slightly annoyed....Yesterday after we had a wonderful Stake Conference (seriously, it was SO good. I

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-26539401686542559132011-01-26T23:25:00.003-07:002011-01-26T23:38:06.406-07:00

I've had a rough last few weeks. First off, Cam was sick, then I got the crud. (I've still got some stuff, but it's manageable now.) Then I found out one of my hang nails turned to infection. SO not cool. I also found out that despite a lovely chart, I am not pregnant (yes, we're trying for another, although some days I wonder why....) Anyway, it was a rough little patch. BUT I have to say, I am

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-65661393987304547392011-01-20T11:08:00.003-07:002011-01-20T11:12:09.153-07:00

I've been sick all week, and it's NOT fun. Today my sore throat, which hasn't been good anyway, got worse. I woke up to it feeling sticky and then less than an hour later it felt like the muscle in the roof of my mouth went floppy. I really don't like this, but I'm dealing with it, because the alternative isn't for me. Thankfully the boys haven't had ANY of what I have. I wonder if this is a flu,

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-66369472352796291572011-01-13T21:15:00.002-07:002011-01-13T21:22:38.828-07:00

A few weeks ago, when I had that fantastic Relief Society lesson about strengthening our families, someone mentioned doing things with your children. They said that it will take more time if you involve the little ones, but you won't regret the memories made or the times you have. Tonight, I did just that.My latest love is Papa Murphy's cookie dough. I took Jacob with me to pick up pizza earlier

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-68793157965443742652011-01-08T11:13:00.002-07:002011-01-08T11:17:24.336-07:00

The other day at occupational therapy, Cameron brought me a picture he had made. I have to admit, when he first handed it to me, it was upside-down and I thought maybe it was a turkey.I had to ask, "Cameron, what did you make?"Proudly he said, "Mom, it's Rudolph!" Oh, I can see it now. :)

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-11496048048684263922011-01-02T21:10:00.003-07:002011-01-02T21:20:44.414-07:00

Today in church I was sitting during the sacrament and thinking about Jesus. I was thinking about the mistakes I've made lately....most of them are with my children. I'm too quick to yell at them, get easily frustrated with the little things they do (or don't do) and I feel like I've lost the love that I have for them. In my heart I prayed that Heavenly Father would forgive me for treating these

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-54562822082081786052010-12-29T18:41:00.005-07:002010-12-29T19:36:28.183-07:00

It really feels like it was JUST the beginning of 2010, and here we are staring down 2011. Time seems to fly the older I get.Christmas was wonderful for us. The boys were spoiled rotten. And after we'd opened up the gifts Christmas morning, and they were playing with their goodies, Jake came over and said, "More?" Steve and I said, "No, you've opened it all...." Then Steve realized we'd forgotten

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-57882232414425173052010-12-24T08:19:00.003-07:002010-12-24T08:24:32.169-07:00

You remember my post about that party we went to? The one where we played Just Dance? Well, now we OWN both games. *giggle* We're so excited about it, and so are the boys. Yesterday, as soon as they could, they played it with their dad. Let's just say it was SUPER cute to see Jake try (and totally NOT use the controller) and feel a slight bounce to the apartment.Oh, what fun!Merry Christmas all!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-80128152642150098752010-12-20T08:49:00.005-07:002010-12-20T08:55:05.078-07:00

This time it was an adult only party. Steve and I had a blast. We did a white elephant gift exchange, and Steve's first gift (since you could steal from others, and we didn't end up with the first gifts) was a digital keychain with pictures on it from this website. It was disgustingly hilarious.Then after we had talked, exchanged gifts and ate we played Just Dance 2. I LOVED this game. I was

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-69525817252736153642010-12-12T23:32:00.004-07:002010-12-12T23:43:09.576-07:00

'Tis the season, right? Saturday we had our Ward Christmas party/live nativity. It was a breakfast (different from our usual dinners in the past, but I know I enjoyed it!) and then they had horse-rides that took us around the park to the live nativity.The people involved in the nativity bore simple testimony of Jesus' birth and how we need to come to Him. It was quite powerful. I loved it! (Poor

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-63951195008403385192010-12-10T10:44:00.002-07:002010-12-10T10:46:00.158-07:00

Thanks to a friend, I'm sharing this. (The boys and I played with it over and over last week, giggling away....) Enjoy!

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-34898632164058855672010-12-09T12:58:00.002-07:002010-12-09T13:06:11.429-07:00

A few years ago we bought a full, pre-lit tree. The only thing we don't *love* about it is that the lights are all white, but it's still pretty, and we like it.When I was out doing errands with my mom last week, Steve and Cameron hauled up the tree and the decorations. (I was SO glad I wasn't here for that...*giggle*) Then when we were decorating, I got tired and decided to leave off my usual

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-33296549857980533882010-12-06T08:21:00.003-07:002010-12-06T08:52:37.840-07:00

Yesterday, Santa sent each of my boys an email about their status on his list. He told both boys that they've been good, but they can improve. He encouraged Cameron to be nice to his brother, and then he encouraged Jake to listen to his parents. Santa is such a great guy (and motivator for positive behavior)....but I think some boys in my house have forgotten their message from Santa. Maybe I

Dawnyelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07662908368358604305noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22174489.post-90755838088547514092010-11-29T12:27:00.004-07:002010-11-30T00:51:14.815-07:00

Steve: He just finished the local production of Willy Wonka. He wasn't any particular part, but he was in the background and helped with the scenery and props. He got to pull Augustus Gloop through the pipe. We took the boys to see the play and both boys were excited to see Daddy. Cam even got to see it twice, once with us and once with his school class. Steve loved it, and I think it made him

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