Cuddle Bag

Ok. So I own a Love Sac but that was before I designed this site or else I would totally have a CuddleBag. They look very cool and just as comfortable to sit in, I can't convince them to give me one yet but that won't discourage me from still trying. I haven't posted anything in a long time so I thought I'd put something up so that Amber didn't look like she does all the work for this blog (she really does though).

I liked working on this project because it was an opportunity to make a custom shopping cart. I usually hate designing shopping carts but this one was fun because I pretty much customized everything. It was also fun to be artistic with the photos because they weren't that great of quality so it forced me to be more creative in the concept and style. 

Up to my ears in Poop

The thought just entered my head as I cleaned up my son, 'How many poopy diapers have I changed in my lifetime? And how many more are still to come?' Sometimes life literally stinks. Big sigh.

Flash Back

In response to Kalie's tag:

10 years ago... I was in the 8th grade. I didn't make the volleyball team, again, but I was loving being a member of the Fairfield Junior High Symphonic Band. I loved school dances, had lots of friends, and held a boy's hand for the first time (Ren Pfuhl.)

7 years ago... A junior at Davis High School, I was fighting my way through AP Calculus. I had a lot of ups and downs socially and I really missed being in the marching band. I got in a car accident with a fellow student riding a dirt-bike; my first and only ticket so far.

5 years ago... I married Benjamin Rollins Peck in the Bountiful Temple on December 19, 2003. And amazingly enough, that boy still loves me!

3 years ago... We lived on Center Street in Provo and our daughter, Taesya, was six months old. We were poorer than poor, but we were happy. We bought our first tiny Christmas tree together.

1 month ago... My husband threw me a surprise birthday party! I can still feel the shock as I walked into my home and saw all those loving people. It was a birthday for the record books, I tell ya.

1 week ago... We went to Walmart together as a family. It was a rough week since Ben had three mutual activities, so this was basically our only family time. Woohoo Walmart.

1 day ago... I talked to three whole adults yesterday! Dori Tolman (West Jordan friend) came over for a play-date with her kids; had a great time. And my Visiting Teachers came over so that I could talk their ears off. It felt so good to talk to other women! Like really genuinely great.

1 hour ago... I planned my Primary lesson for Sunday. We are going to sing "A Song of Thanks," which is one of my mother's personal favorites.

1 minute ago... Ben finished the dishes. Time to go be with my hubby.

Well that was fun. I actually went through my old journals and found exactly what I was doing 10 years ago and such; I love memories. And I remembered how much I love writing, too.

Raising Kids: More like Watering a Seed than Molding Clay

1. I was looking out the front window. It was a new day, a gloomy one, and I was dreading the errands we'd have to run. Rainy days are such a bummer when there are places to go. So honestly I was feeling pretty mopey. Then Tae came up next to me and threw open the curtains with a smile, and after careful examination of the scene, she pronounced, "What a lovely day!" My daughter - the unfailing optimist.

2. One whole hour of raking leaves. I was working hard, hard enough that Keller (in my tummy) was probably wondering what in the world was going on. My kids were being carefully corralled in the front yard, a small reminder here and there to stay out of the street. Then I looked up to see Canon "riding" away on his tiny bicycle down the sidewalk. (He can't use the pedals, so he goes at a snail's pace.) I call to him to stay at our house, but Can-O is bent on freedom. "See ya, Mom. Trick or Treating!" And he begins his quest. My son - the determined independant.

Happy Birthday, Mom

Can't post on Nov. 5th without acknowledging my Momma. It's her birthday today! I have a wonderful mom and she helps me so much. Growing up, she always told me that someday I would understand what it's like to be a mom. Now I see her in a whole different light; mom's do so much for their children.

I love you, Mom. You are a wonderful example of Christlike love. I hope your bday is super fabuloso!

A Record Keeping People

I am a journal writer. Since the day I was baptized and was given my first one, I've filled journal after journal with the emotions of my life. I love writing (by hand) and having a record of my ups and downs.

My brother, David, convinced me to start a blog. And I admit that it's something I really enjoy. It's interesting to see the difference in what I share online vs. what I keep in a journal. I feel pressure to make a blog entry more streamlined, less words more content. But it is great receiving comments and feedback from those who read my thoughts. It's been a year and a half already for our blog! Time flies.

I also love to scrapbook. This is more of an outlet for my photography, though. (My very amateur photography.) My pages are simple and they make me so happy when I look through them. Scrapbooks are full of the joyful times in life; I like to think that's what we'll be left with as we age, just the good times.

I love reading past blog entries, journal pages, and scrapbooks. My life is so full of experiences. We've had such happy times and we've survived a lot of bad times, too. Things seem pretty rough lately. But the records that I've kept make me optimistic about the future. Reading through my record I know that this too shall pass.