Brain power

I think as we get older our brains don't work as well as they once did. I used to be able to remember everything and now I have to make myself a master list to follow and make sure everyone gets where they need to be, among many other things. Here are a few examples:

Last Tuesday night Richard got home late after bishopric meeting and spent a few minutes channel surfing. I came in and asked what he was watching. He seemed a little perplexed and said, "well, I was trying to find Monday night football, but I guess it's not on tonight!" I told him, "that's because it's Tuesday!"

Today my cute friend brought her daughter over for lessons at 2:30 because she genuinely thought it was 4:30, which is her daughters actual lesson time. That same friend came over later to drop something off and knocked on my door moments later because she couldn't find her keys anywhere and wondered if she'd dropped them in my house. They were in her pocket.

One of my piano students came today at her assigned time (this was the first week in a new time slot) and I had no idea why she was at my house! I had double booked lessons today and messed everything up!

After my lesson left and I was trying to figure out how to work the next hour out after I had messed it up so much, I grabbed my hair and said to Kate, "I don't know what's wrong with me today....I think I lost my brain!" She said, "I'll look for your brain, Mom." She still hasn't found it, and neither have I. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Happy Birthday

My Mom would have been 56 today. I miss her sunshine in my life. I miss the happiness she brought where ever she went. I will never understand why she had to leave us. It will always be hard to see women my age out shopping with their mothers. I will always think whenever I have a question to "call Mom" and then immediately dismiss the thought in a matter of milliseconds. I will always tell my kids stories about my Mom. I will always look for her sunshine shining through in new ways. Like through Kate's personality. Kate and I went to the cemetary today and ate cake pops and sang Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday is not fun to sing through tears. I told Kate some stories about Grandma Judy and Kate said, "....and she died" after everything I said. But she also said, "Grandma can still see me though." I love how all the flowers that people brought are yellow. She truly was sunshine to all of us! Happy Birthday to the most amazing, wonderful woman I will ever know.

Let's just get caught up.

I think I don't want to blog because I am so behind and also because Richard brought home a new monitor that makes everyone look fat. It's too wide and I really can't stand it. Oh well. Here goes a major picture overload and much randomness with no theme other than to simply get caught up to the present!

The last of the Fish Lake pictures. Landon was being a real "playa" going around kissing all the girls!

Grandpa and the girls. I love how Emma is the only brunette.

The kids loved these! I love blowing up this picture to look at each kids face...they are all so funny!

My wonderful Dad who made the whole trip possible for us and who is always so loving, generous and fun. WE LOVE YOU!

Landon and Daniel's birthday is on the same day and this year we had a friend party. 16 boys! We had a bbq dinner in our backyard and did target shooting competitions and minute to win it games. We also did smores around a campfire and they all had a lot of fun! It was a lot of work but ended up being a great success!

This is the cake that Emma wanted to make for the boys. They were gone on their Grandpa date with my Dad, so we had to eat a little of the cake before they got home. I told Emma we would have to eat some so we would just take a picture.

They were happy with their presents. I'm sure glad legos never get old!

Good ole summer pack meetings. I really don't care for pack meetings. But this one was important. They both advanced to the next group and Landon earned his Arrow of Light. I could barely stand to watch the presentation from an old, creepy white guy dressed as an indian chief, but despite that, I was proud of Landon. And there were actual, real Apache indians there.....sure do love how we "honor" their culture. If you've been to one of these ceremonies you know what I'm talking about.

I had to show off my tan little baby. She loves to pose and she cracks me up. I am thoroughly enjoying my time with her while the other kids are at school. Besides the fact that she makes it nearly impossible to get anything done, I love to have her all to myself. She's my little buddy! I want to keep her at this age forever. Although I do need her to get potty trained and lose the binky. I win the bad mom award for not taking pictures of the kids on the first day of school, but they are all happy with their teachers and enjoying school!

Good 'nuf.