Crazy Day

Mom's day was and is hectic. She went visiting teaching,arranged visiting teaching with 2 children, and when Roan gets home finds he is in debt with his lunch money, and literally has a TALL stack of homework from all the days he said he didn't have any. Also Brayden called that he needed to be picked up and when she gets there he's not there drives around comes home goes back out looking for him and thankfully comes back home with him.Not to mention its snowing again.Not light little 2 minute snowing longer then 5 min.(so far) with big fluffy flakes in APRIL!! For me it only gets better tomorrow I have to preform a play, take the math ISATS,work on Pre-Al assignments for today,tomorrow.and Friday. And mom just told me she has another visiting teaching appointment,an art class, and earlier today there was a scout meeting she went to.Not to mention all of the motherly duties. Sorry about all the "and"s but these are the days .......the crazy days.

Sweet Sixteen

Paul and I just celebrated our sixteenth wedding anniversary. Some celebrations have been more successful than others. We contemplated some of the past occasions and we could remember a few. We went to the symphony for our first anniversary. I was pregnant with Brayden at the time. One year we used Mom's time share and stayed in our own town and did some tourist trips around Bella Vista AR. I was pregnant for many of our anniversaries. It has balanced out some in the last few years. We have almost always gone out to eat for a minimum but some years I think that is all we did and those were not so memorable. I remember the year that Paul "took the day off" and we ended up doing all the jobs that had fallen to the bottom of his to do list, memorable for the wrong reasons. This year he really did take the day off. We ate out for breakfast, lunch and dinner. We went to Idaho Falls and did sealings in the Temple where we were married. We took a nap in the afternoon and went to a magic show in the evening. What we enjoyed most was the time to remember our lives over the past sixteen years. It didn't make one bit of difference that we don't remember what we did for all of our anniversaries. We do remember what makes us dear to each other and why we love being a family. We remember and continue to experience joys that make life worth while. All the anniversary celebrations could be forgotten because they are not the important part they are to honor the every day. Everyday as I pray and try to make the decisions that will bring us closer together I am grateful for my husband Paul who has spent sixteen years earnestly engaged in the same tasks. Sweet sixteen is the years not just the day.

Post Script

This is the picture of Brayden that Stephanie mentioned. I remember being more than a little frustrated that they had messed with his hair. Now I can laugh but I did have to dig it out. It is not one that will probably ever hang on the wall of our home.

Voice From the Sky!

Today I went to pick up Brayden and just as he came out of the building he heard it, a voice from the sky. Was he receiving heavenly inspiration? Did the voice carry a warning, like "Beware the Ides of March,"? Was he singled out for recognition by the Gods? No.... but I'm not sure he could have been more pleased if he had. What Brayden heard as he emerged from the school was a girls voice coming from one of the windows above him. "Dude, Your fro is HOT!" He looked up to see who was so eloquently praising him but couldn't see anyone. He looked back to the side walk just in time to miss walking into a pole with a Handicapped parking sign. Suave to his core he only clipped the sign with his back pack. I love Brayden. People have been talking about Brayden's hair since he was born. His hair really is an amazing thing and like today when he emerged from the school, and the sun shines on his copper tresses it can be a little dazzling. I can totally understand how that poor girl watching out the window couldn't help herself when such amazing beauty burst forth in front of her and she could not sit quietly and let it pass her by.
All kidding aside Brayden is not proud or vain. People have always commented about his hair but the little old ladies in the grocery store really weren't his type. It has been a surprise to him all of the young female attention he has been receiving lately. When you grow to the height of a man in just one summer and the weight training didn't hurt either, I'm not sure you actually can have a realistic self image. But as his mother I am aware. I have to say that I am proud and I really think I am a little vain about my son (actually all my children). For me it is more than the hair, or the height, or the muscles it is the whole person. I never go anywhere with Brayden that I don't feel proud that he is mine.

Kite String

I have been thinking about all of my connections. I have spent my life moving from place to place and gathering connections to people all across the country. I think trying to gather up a list of these people I wished to invite to this blog is what set me on this train of thought. I started to worry that people I invited would think it weird that I thought of them as some one who I cared to keep in touch with. I know that I hold people in my heart for what they were to me when I was with them. I also know from my travels that many people establish deep and strong connections through time and many experiences. I feel like I have been given a different opportunity. I have spent mostly short periods of my life and experience with many different people in different places. At times I have felt like this has made my life and existence important to no one but my own family. I want you to know that your life and experience and the moments which we shared are my treasured connections. Moving is always an anxious time for me. By now it should be old hat but it is not. Without my family and friends of my heart I would be like a kite without string and I would know you were missing. Thanks friends for giving me so many connections. Thanks family for keeping me yours.

Follow up on Temples

(Me after my interview to go to the temple)

Hello every body it's Kieran again with a follow up on Temples. I went to the temple yesterday and it was fabulous. We were driving up to the temple and it is soo big and again just beautiful. Dad was able to come along for the trip too. I felt so happy and excited in the temple. Some of the other young women and temple workers helped me along the way and it was just a great trip. Info wise our group of young men and young women baptized and confirmed about 600 people. I got baptized for 10 and confirmed for what felt like 20. I can just imagine the people we have made happy because even though they did not join the church on Earth they can now. The only feeling i did not feel that could be summed up as happy was a little bored we ( me and four other girls) had to wait a while to be confirmed because we were the first to be baptized. But it was soo worth it . The temple is a beautiful place and I can't wait to go back. I am so glad that in our church people who are dead can have the opportunity to join and that we can go to the temple for peace. The work we do I know makes the people who want to join very happy. One more thing, as when we left it was dark outside and I looked up and I saw a magnificent building. Lights placed in just the right places to illuminate the whole building.The temple (again) was soo beautiful and I loved my trip to the temple. I REALLY can't wait to go back.

Stage Fright

I have thought about a blog for a while now. I thought it would be a good way to keep in touch and have more of a journal than I currently do. My sister Elise started one and I got more serious in my contemplation. I loved hearing about her day to day and felt like I knew more of her heart. It was almost as good as a phone call and it was always available when I was. In fact her blog spurred me to call her more and just talk about things.
Now after our first annual Girls Weekend I have my own blog. I was excited and Elise coached me through the whole set up process. Easy right? Yes! But now I have the blank blog staring me in the face and nothing to say. It feels a little like Christmas time when Mom asks me what I want for Christmas and I can't think of a thing. I know just the month before I came up with a great list of things but when I'm on the spot I got nuthin'
So check again soon I know I'll get over my stage fright and come up with something good or I'll be posting the best prose I can find just to have something to post.

Temples,Temples Temples!

Hi everyone since my mom isn't blogging anything yet I(Kieran) will blog an important event in my life.On Tuesday I got interviewed to go to the temple. Yaaaaay!I was so happy and excited that I could now go to the temple. I will be going to the Rexburg temple this Friday to do baptisms for the dead. Hurray! The Rexbubrg temple was recently dedicated so before it was dedicated we went through the temple. It is a BEAUTIFUL temple inside and out they worked wheat into the decor and it is just GORGEOUS. I also got to participate in the temple celebration for the Rexburg Temple. I got to see general authorities(president Bednar and 2 others) from a distance and saw the dedication for the Rexburg Temple. So I already connect with this temple and will connect with it in more ways as it wil be the first temple I do baptisms for the dead. When I was interviewed the guy who interviewed me said somthing like" You would probably like to write this in your journal and while you are there just pay attetion to how you feel." This event is defianently one for the journal.
P.S. Our computer is having trouble with pictures meaning we can't find any of our pictures so the one I put is from the web so sorry about the no pictures of us thing:-(
P.P.S.The picture is of the Rexburg Temple