Time to clean, update and redecorate!

We have been told our bodies are like a Temple. Well I have been pondering about my Temple(body) recently. I have not been happy with the way I am feeling and looking inside and out. I got to thinking of what happens with the physical Temples we have on earth. They go through periods of cleaning, redecorating, updating the way things are run, and sometimes after big changes they are then rededicated for the Lords work. Well I decided to go through a period of cleansing, redecorating, updating and rededicating of my own Temple (body). So I figure if I put it on my blog, you will all see it. Then you can ask me how my decorating, cleaning, and updating is going! So ask away1 I need the motivation and the inspiration from you. My goal is to clean out 60 lbs of dust(that would be weight). I want to get rid of furniture that is making my Temple look ratty(that would be clothing to big or to small). I want to update how I run things. I want to become more dedicated to the will of the Lord in my life and to follow his plan for me. I love making goals. I do not always follow through with them so help me out on this. I figure I will be cleaning out till around October/November. I am going to also work on each of my rooms in my house and my mind and clean it out. During this time I want to be able to go through my furniture and decorations and find what no longer suits me and send it to someone who needs it. I want to study my scriptures more, pray more and just begin to listen more to the spirit. I want to do more service for others, and the only way I can do this is to get everything in order. I need to be ahead of the game. Wow, I have a lot to do. See ya later. Happy Easter everyone!! Love ya.

Celebrating My children!

All my children have done some very funny things when they were little and I have always wanted to write them down. So I thought I would put a few here: Nathan has always had a wee bit of a temper. After the midwife cleaned out his mouth and lungs he was mad at us so he sucked in some air and held his breath. The midwife just laughed, cuz she knew that it would not last. Then, while he was getting cleaned up, he did not like it so, he did it again. He did this every time Jeff and I did anything that he did not like. We never did play into it and it slowly went away. Then he would put his arms out like a big tuff guy and tell us he was strong. Like he was going to get us for not letting us do what he wanted. One time I had asked him to pick up his toys in his room. He was four years old and very capable of doing it right. Except he did not want to, he did it by putting things under the bed or pushed into the closet. I went in and found this out and proceeded to put everything "not in it's place" into a bag, that I would then place in my closet. He had to earn the items back. Well he was not about to let me do that this time. He started with the arms and the fists like he was going to take me down. He stated that he was going to call the police and have them put me in a police mans car and let him get the toys back out. He tried to get Jeff to help him pull the toys back out of the bag and Jeff to busy trying to contain his laughter. Poor Nathan, he would clean his room when told from then on. Though I think sometimes he was more creative in how he hid the stuff. He is so much fun and we love him. Kaileen was such a funny girl. She couldn't wait to play with our new baby when she was two. She asked me one day where the baby was. I told her, it was in my womb. She came to me a while later and with a little frustration in her voice said "Mommy where you hide our baby, I looked all over your room, under your bed, where is it?" She wanted a little sister to play with so much. We had planned on putting the baby in with her and letting Nathan have the smaller of the two rooms. Well, when she found out the baby was going to be a boy she was not happy at all. When he was a few months old we moved him into her room. She was not crazy about that. A few days later she began sitting in the door way yelling out "Rosie room (her rooms name) to tight". She did not want him in her space. We ended up putting her in the smaller room and putting Nathan and Aaron together. She has always accepted that Caleb and Ben were supposed to be boys but she contends that Aaron was supposed to be a girl. They love each other now but in the beginning oh my! Aaron was such a big block of a boy when he was born, till he got sick when he was two. He would go around like he was the strongest, baddest, handsomest dude in the wild west. He would push people that would be in his way and when they would look at this big baby he would grunt or growl. He loved to walk around with a pretend hammer. He also carried his toy grasshopper that he named "Bug". One day I was listening to the radio and they announced something about the His bola Militia's. He decided right then that he wanted to be a His bola. He would walk around saying it all the time. Then he wanted to be a "stomeTwoopa", that is his version of Storm Trooper from Star Wars. He wanted to go live in a big huge electric box that was green. He loved to ask many questions from anyone who would listen. Our neighbor would ask him "how many questions he had asked that day", then Aaron would just ask him ten more. He has always been our why, wonder how, boy. Ben has always had a cute button nose. He had bright red cheeks when he was little. He was just so cute. He would walk around in his own world just studying everything around him. We actually called him the "clueless wonder". Mean, I know, but we never said it to him just about him. He never seemed to understand or catch onto anything. He was catching on just in his own way. He loved horses. We would be riding in the car and Benjamin would say in his soft cute little voice, "Mom, orse". Which was his version of Horse. He wanted us to point out every horse we could find. Sometime it would take us awhile and he would sit back there and keep saying it over and over again. Ben is a saver. He loved to save all his candy wrappers especially the gold ones. He still saves lots of things, cuz he wants to build with it all. We love him and all the wonderful creations he comes up with. Caleb is our dramatic drama king. He is always making us crack up. He has not been afraid of most things. He does not like heights except when he is on a mountain and can look over the edge. I guess he is a thrill seeker. He would wake up every morning and want to be a dinosaur egg. We would have to carry his rolled up body to the living room and wait till the "egg" decided to crack open. Then we would have to be so surprised that we found a dinosaur egg. Then he would cry out like a little dino would. He was adorable. He also died every night at dinner. He would all of a sudden just fall off the bench and say "I died", he did this several times at each meal. When we moved to Nevada, he always wanted to see the city when we were on our way home from Salt Lake. One night he was asleep and we did not wake him to tell him we were getting close, so when we got home and told him he cried cuz he did not get to see the city. I carried him to a spot near our house so he could look over the city and see the light. He was satisfied enough to go into the house and go back to bed. We love him and all his funny antics. Currently he is studying to be a dragonologist. Well this is a long post but I think they are worth it. I love my children very much and I think they are the worlds best! Of course I have many seconds in my life, my nieces and nephews, my homeschool friends, my boys in my bear den, cute kids I meet. I also have my grand baby who I can't wait to see do funny things or say funny things. He is so cute and is already starting to show his funny side. He likes to put his hand up when his picture is taken. Life goes on and it is so fun to see what will happen next. If you are reading this you are one of my favorites. Love ya.