Just a Little Fizzy

I had a little nostalgic moment as I sipped down a little bit of "fizzy" this weekend. Funny how the sense of taste has such power to take us back and let us relive such vivid memories. This Ginger Beer, Chris and I had on our first day in New Zealand at a wonderful little chicken place. Sadly, I can't remember the name of the restaurant, but I do remember the food. It was delicious!! We went back 2 more times while we were there. But the best thing was this Ginger Beer, Bundabergs. It was different but so refreshing! We had it several more times while we traveled around the north Island.

Well the other day walking around Macey's I saw the ginger beer and I couldn't pass it up. (It's also funny how I had never seen this drink before our trip, but now since we've been back I see it everywhere.) Chris was so excited too when he saw the distinctive bottles. Together we sipped our "fizzy" and reminisced of a wonderful time. I love Ginger Beer!

A Fun Production!

Here is something special to watch. I am so proud of all my stars!



This is Chris and Patrick's latest Mormon Message. I got a chance to go on the shoot for one day taking pictures. I really do like being at the productions. I'd love to do it more. (pictures coming...)

I love this message and the talk by Elder Uchtdorf that inspired it. I sadly, really need to be reminded to enjoy the moments with my beautiful princesses and our life together more. It is something I have being trying to do much better. I have to completely agree with a few of the comments that were posted about the film, I wish my life would go in slow motion during those priceless moments so I could savor every second too.

I am so glad my girl's could be apart of this message so I can savor these fun moments captured on film forever! I'm proud of my hubby for all his beautiful work. Love you Honey!

P.S. Can you find my cameo?

A Hard Day's Work

Funny spring weather allowed me to procastinate this year. But, the long awaited, finally changing, change of the seasons came and along with it ... the very dreaded need to change out the clothes. All I can think of is the overwhelming mess, and boxes of clothes coming out, and more boxes of clothes ready to be stored with maybe not enough room to be stored. The thoughts of the mess become more overwhelming than the actual mess. Silly but true, the thought of it gets me anxious, so I put it off. But I've put it off for as long as I can, the girls need appropriate well-fitting clothes and, the change has finally come...

I shirked it no longer. I spent the entire day removing the dark, heavy (too small) winter clothes and bringing in the bright, fun summer clothes. It was a huge, overwhelming mess. But I have to admit,...I was reminded I do kind of I enjoy it. I enjoy the nostalgic moments as I go through the boxes of previous warn clothes and pull out all of my long-forgotten, favorite outfits. Remembering when Izzy was little enough to wear them and getting excited to see them look so adorable once again on Grace and Saley.

Izzy misses the clothes. She, over and over again, excitedly exclaims, "I remember that dress!" or shirt, or pants as she pulls it out of the box and holds it up to her, then quickly gets a sad face and realizes, "but it's too small now." Then Gracie quickly picks it up, holds it up to her, twirls with it (of course) and says with a gleeful grin, " Do I get to wear it now?!" To which I happily nod as I'm comforting Izzy with a "new"dress that her cousin just gave her. Both are happy, both have adorable clothes they can't wait to wear and Saley is happy making the messes bigger not caring one bit about the clothes or the order as she throws once folded clothes around the room.

We got through it, each girl felt like it was Christmas with a whole closet full of "new" clothes. Old, worn, too small clothes are out; new, bright, fun clothes are in. The closets and drawers are organized, the rooms are clean, except for 2 outfits. Two outfits carefully chosen, neatly layed out on the floor with shoes and accesories to match, who won the prize "the favorite outfit", waiting to be worn by two anxious, and excited little girls as soon as the sun peaks into their window once again. And then... one more dress carefully put aside, for a little girl that doesn't really care at all, but for a Mommy that can't wait to see it worn by her little baby princess.

We ended the day with "the perfect dinner," as the girls called it of...PIZZA!

pictures courtesy of my droid

My New Favorite Quote

"Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake."

-Victor Hugo


I read this in a great book that has been so enlightening and motivating called
"A Mother's Book of Secrets" by Linda Eyre and Shawni Eyre Pothier. It's kind of become my 2nd set of scriptures. I would totaly recommended it :) if you need a little boost as a mother. It's so practical and well written with so many great secrets!

I Love Music!

Music is so wonderful!

It can make you want to be a ballerina, a cleaning princess, a rock star, a dance star, meditative, contemplative, creative. It can fill your whole soul with every emotion. It can make you smile, cry, shiver, laugh. It can make you want to move. It can spiritually embrace you. I love music!

Music is divine. Music is even better then food. Good music always spiritually centers me. Music always emotionally moves me. I think music is a gift to remind us of heaven.

Today we pretended we were all Cinderella as we cleaned the house. We cranked the music up loud and let it fill the whole house. It made us want to groove, dance, laugh, and giggle. And the house even got clean as we sang a long (even if we didn't know the words).

My princess Izzy is like me she loves to move with the rhythm; Gracie loves to sing her little heart out; and Saley perks right up with every song as she moves to the beat with her little worm/robot/wiggle that makes us all want to giggle. And best of all Prince Daddy loves to do his 80's Michael Jackson spin (that each of the girls is determined to perfect) with an occasional pelvic thrust and an "OWWWW!"

Today I was reminded of how much I love music. I'd forgotten. Every time I hear a beautiful piece, it brings me to tears (I think because it reconnects me to my spirit). Today I felt reconnected. I remember now how much music comforts me. Music is my new go-to comfort.

Music makes life better.

I love music!