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What-in-the-Heck Wednesday

December 11, 2008

Either I’m getting desensitized to life in the sticks, or nothing  “what-in-the-hecky” has happened here lately.  I’d like to think it’s the latter.

So, instead I borrowed an idea from Christie.  I spent most of the morning digging through boxes of exceptionally disorganized scrapbook paraphernalia looking for Christmas cards of the past.  When I resurfaced I had in hand 9 of the 13 years we’ve been married.  Pretty good considering how disorganized I am.  So, here’s a quick Christmas stroll through memory lane.

I know we started sending pictures after kids but I can’t seem to find any cards from 1995 through 1998. So we’re starting in 1999 when we lived in Danville, California.  We had 2 kids and were living in our third house by that time.  Ralf had jumped ship at Enron in time to join Siebel in it’s heyday.  Does he look tired and stressed?  Well, he was.  This was also between Jack’s second and third heart surgeries.  His lips were still blue and would remain that way for another year.

christmas-2000

This next one is 2001, 9 months after we had Erik.  Some people think since it takes 9 months to put the weight on, it should take 9 months to take it off.  Well, they’re.so.wrong.  At least for me.  It took me at least 2 years before I felt normal again.  Maybe that’s why all the kids are three years apart.  Anyway, I’m not a big fan of sending fat pictures of myself so that’s why there are no parents in this picture.

christmas-2001

Moving on to 2002.  We still lived in California but thought a snow picture would be Christmasy so this was taken in Little Cottonwood Canyon while visiting my sister in Utah.  It’s a few months after Jack’s final surgery.  See how pink he looks now?  And so happy. We had much to be thankful for that year.

christmas-2002b

2003 has me perplexed.  I found 2 pictures and I could have sworn we sent them both out as Christmas pictures, but I’m sure NOT at the same time. So I’ll include them both.

The first was taken on one of our trips to Disneyland.  Boy do we miss being a half day’s drive away!

christmas-2003

This second picture must have been taken right after our first digital camera.  Check out all the “magic” I created with my fancy editing options!  Notice the festive ornaments hanging in mid-air.  And I must have been pregnant since we are, again, missing in this picture.

christmas-2002

2004 found us still in Danville but in our 4th house.  Will was born 10 weeks early.  He looks tiny here but he was actually 4 months old by then.

christmas-2004

2005 brought lots of changes.  My dad passed away that year and we started thinking about slowing life down a notch or two.  Ralf was tired of his hour+ commute and we felt we needed a change.

christmas-2005

Our change came when we decided to leave our life in California and give Utah a try.  And try we did…  for a couple of years anyway.

christmas-2006

I could not find a good picture of all of us together in 2007 so I opted for an artsy picture I took of the kids at a beach in Newport News, Virginia on our Williamsburg trip.  It was on my blog for the longest time.  If you didn’t get to see it, you’re out of luck.  With the whole “cleaning out the computer memory” thing, it exists no longer.

Which brings us to 2008.  We were in need of a new family portrait this year and since we are now in Idaho, what better backdrop than a barn?  The photographer was great.  She spent lots of time with us.  In fact, two Saturdays were spent trying to get a good group shot.  But, like the saying goes, “if Momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy”.  “If Momma looks fat, Momma ain’t sending out a family picture.”  The kids all looked great and they all made the cut.  And my very photogenic husband even looked great.  So, I compromised and included a tiny picture of us all looking completely enraptured at Ralf summarizing  Star Wars:Return of the Jedi.  That’s the one at the top of my blog.

Maybe next year will see us all on the family Christmas card again.  We’ll see.

And maybe next week I’ll be back with a dang swell “What-in-the-heck” moment to share.

Happy Wednesday!

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Coming out of the (school) Closet

October 2, 2008

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I have a little confession to make. Remember how Gab spotlighted me on her blog not too long ago? Remember the interview I gave on how, where, when, and why we love homeschooling? Remember all the wonderful comments from all of you admiring, pondering, scratching your head, and considering my view about this alternately extraordinary way of life? Well, I’m counting on the fact that many admired my honesty on the issue when I make this confession. (Remember, I believe in being honest. ) Here it is:

My kids are now attending public school!!!

Now keep in mind, when I wrote the answers to Gab’s questions three weeks before it was published, I was gung-ho and ready to start another year of homeschooling. I had the curriculum ordered, the supplies put in their proper shelves and drawers. I was signed up to teach art at the local homeschool co-op and the kids even had new school pajamas. In fact, we dove in and started school and got two weeks into our studies before life took a U-turn.

In the spirit of Gab’s awesome interviews, and since I’ve been asked the same questions by many people, I thought I’d answer them in a mock interview with myself.

How did you come to decide to put your kids back into public school?

Maddy was playing volleyball for the middle school and thought taking choir would also be fun this year. So I contacted the school to find out if and how that could work. Maddy and I met with the counselor and in the course of that one meeting Maddy decided there were enough classes that she wanted to try that she might as well just go full time. So she started the following week.

That left me with the boys who were perfectly happy staying home with me. That weekend we went to a neighborhood family street dance put on by the crazy fun Bloglor family. It was then that I saw a need for my boys to become better friends with the kids in our ward and in our neighborhood.

Fact: To make and become a great friend, you must spend a consistent amount of time interacting with a person.

In our case, it was important to us that our kids make and become great friends with the kids in our church as well as the good kids in our community. The boys just weren’t getting that consistent time with these kids. They played with them after school and saw them at church activities but without the school interaction, they weren’t becoming close friends. So, while I saw no academic reason for sending them to school, I saw a need for them to strengthen “friend” skills. As lame as that may sound, I had a very strong impression that this was right for us right now.

So, three weeks after public school started, the kids joined the public school masses here in semi-rural Idaho.

How do you feel about such a big change?

Remember, I’m being honest here, right? I’m conflicted. Part of me is breathing a sigh of relief that the burden of educating my kids has been shifted from my shoulders to someone else’s. Although when I realize that that someone is the government, I shudder convulsively. But then I remember that learning does not happen only during the hours of 8am and 3pm. Learning happens all the time and we are still a huge influence on the education of our kids. I worry that the negative influences surrounding them at school might somehow contaminate their little souls. And then I remember what strong souls they are and what a solid foundation they have. I also worry that public school will be a big fat failure and that they will somehow resent me for sending them back. And then I realize I am more than equipped to bring them home if at some point we decide that public school isn’t working. I also have to remember and acknowledge that this was an answer to prayer.

What are you doing with all your free time?

Free time? You’d think I’d have lots of that now. I do still have Will for a year or two more and he’s been looking for someone to fill the shoes of his best playmate and brother Erik. So far that’s been a reluctant me. Although I do enjoy having him to myself, I am seeking out potential weeky 4-year old playmates. In the past couple of weeks though, he’s learned the names and sounds of half the ABCs. Poor guy. I didn’t realize how educationally neglected he’s been.

I was also recently called as the Primary Secretary to our brand-spanking new ward. That has kept me hopping and on the computer like a crazy person.

I am hoping to take some painting and photography classes in the near future. I would LOVE to hone my photography skills and get some great pictures of the kids.

What do you miss most about homeschooling?

That’s easy. I miss my kids. Honestly. When you are used to them being around everyday, all day, it’s a shocker when they’re gone for SO LONG everyday. By the time they get home, there’s only time for homework, piano practice, lessons, and dinner before they have to hit the hay. I relish days like today when they have the day off school to relax, play, read, waste time and enjoy being home together.

Do you consider yourself a homeschool drop-out?

Most definitely not. I consider our foray in homeschooling to be a great big success. We’ve all grown closer, we were able to piece together the links that went missing in a really screwed up experimental math program in California, the vacations and field trips we took cannot be duplicated, I have an intimate understanding of how each child learns and thinks that will be a huge advantage in the years to come, and my mind has been opened to people who choose to go against the grain and follow a road less traveled to create a better future for their family.

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Is there a teenager in the house???

October 1, 2008

Now that she’s a teenager I know there’s a reason I was blessed with only one girl.   Here are a few pearls that have exploded from Maddy’s sweet mouth this week.

“My hair just needs to go away. AND. DIE!”

” I can’t help it if my stupid math teacher still lives with his mother and plays with stupid action figures and takes it out on us by giving us all Ds on the test!” (This is an actual teacher at the public school that she is now attending.  More on that in my next post)

“LOOK at my makeup!  LOOK at it!  You have to FIX it! I can’t go to school like this… MMMOMMMM!”

Can anyone out there feel my pain?  My mom gave me some great advice when Maddy turned 13.  She said “From here on out, don’t take anything she says personally, until she’s about 30.”  That’s what goes through my mind whenever the screaming, stomping, and flailing begins.  I hope I never forget that advice.  I’ll certainly need it!

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Refreshing

August 16, 2008

We are loving watching the Olympics! The gymnastics, the synchronized diving, the swimming… I enjoy watching to see if the athletes know the words to their national anthems. And we got a kick out of Mark Spitz’s generous but somewhat arrogant interview this evening.

But I must vent a little. While I can appreciate the that he’s a specimen of speed, finesse, and physical perfection, I am getting a little TIRED of Michael Phelps!

It’s getting far too predictable for me. “Ooh, is that Michael Phelps in lane 5? I wonder if he’ll win by a few seconds or a few milliseconds.” Sorry, but it’s a little redundant.

My new appreciation is for Dara Torres:

She’s a 41 year-old mother competing in her 5th Olympics! Not only is she confident in her post baby body, but she even looks great in that very unflattering body suit. And you can totally tell that she’s a mother. This evening, the athlete in the lane next to hers had a tear in her suit and so went to put another on. If Dara had been a young, competitive, self-concerned swimmer, she might have quietly hoped that the race would start without her. But, being the mother that she is, Dara alerted a race official of the situation, calmed the other racers down, waited for her racemate to return in a new suit, and then turned around and won her event! Now THAT is refreshing!

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No More Cheerios!

July 28, 2008

I don’t know what the deal is with our new ward. In all other wards I’ve belonged to, if you got to church at least 10 minutes early, you had a great shot at getting the “good seats”. (i.e. fabric covered padded benches on carpet.) Sure, if you were a mere 8 minutes early you might have been stuck trying to squash your family of 6 into the very back side bench made for no more than 4. But you were still assured the “good seats”.

This place is different. Not one Sunday has gone by that we’ve arrived early enough to get good seats. One Sunday Ralf even got worked up after a morning of rushing around, getting kids dressed, packing church bags, gathering shoes and socks and piling into the car only to find, again, that we missed out on the “good seats”. In his frustration he blurted out “If we weren’t always LATE to church, this wouldn’t happen!” To which I patiently pointed out that we were actually 10 minutes early…

In our quest for the “good seats” one Sunday we made it 20 minutes early. Yep, you guessed it, still no “good seats” for us. I think it’s a conspiracy against all the new people, but I have yet to prove my theory. I guess we could try and be 30 minutes early next time just to see if that would make a diference. But, to be honest, it wouldn’t be worth it to me. An extra half hour of keeping my kids quiet, engaged, and reverent on top of the hour of sacrament meeting, just to get “good seats”? No thanks.

So, I have resigned myself to the fact that we will be permanent fixtures in the “bad seats”. For those of you who either always get the “good seats” or haven’t had the opportunity to experience a sacrament meeting at a mormon church, let me explain what the “bad seats” are.

When the chapel full of “good seat” fills up, the accordion-style door to the cultural hall (i.e. basketball gym/stage area) opens up lined with cold, folding metal chairs with an aisle down the middle. The floors are usually hardwood polished to a smooth sheen.

I’ve actually come to peace with this reality. Certainly there are worse things that I could be complaining about. But my point to this post is not to complain. It’s actually to offer some tips and advice to those of you who have also found yourselves week after week in the “bad seats” in sacrament meeting. I know I’m not alone. So just for you, I’ve compiled a list of helpful tips so you can make the most of your time in the “bad seats”.

Items to add to your church bag:

  • Magnetic numbers and letters. You know, the kind that you can find on almost every first time parent’s refrigerator. They stick wonderfully to every part of the metal chair.

  • Cloth books. We have never been big fans of these. Luckily, my kids are all too old for them but for those of you with littler ones, these are the kinds of books that have shoelaces to tie, or zippers to zip, or buttons to button. They are made not of paper but of nice soft fabric. Why these particular books? Because when they’re dropped they land silently or, heaven forbid, when they’re chucked at the snoozing elderly couple a few rows in front of you, they don’t leave a mark.

  • A few extra pairs of socks. Why? Just slip them on over the kids’ shoes making them stealthily silent, and if you’re lucky, when the unruly kids run away from you, you avoid having the entire congregation look back and wonder whose kid that is. If you’re not lucky they may discover that the socks make awesome skates.

  • A baby blanket. No baby? No problem. A good baby blanket can be folded in half and half again to make a great pillow for your tush on high council Sundays.

Items to remove from your church bag:

  • Cheerios, pretzels, crackers, Kix. No need to make a scene when the baggie full of them gets turned upside down and scatters in all directions across the floor. Instead pack some mini marshmallows, gummy bears, and raisins. Silent, bouncy, and tidy.

  • Felt scripture figures. No need. Nothing to stick them to without the velcro-like fabric of the “good seats”.

  • Anything metal. Metal on metal and the gym acoustics? Really bad combination.


That’s all I’ve got. If you can add to my list, leave me a comment. I think all of us who have resigned ourselves to the “bad seats” could benefit from any and all advice.

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