Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Christopher's Girlfriend

So Christopher has talked about this girl in his class named Madison quite a bit. They get along really well and she's a sweet kiddo. This is the conversation we had today:

Christopher: I have a girlfriend.

Mom: You do? Who is she?

Christopher: Madison!

Mom: And how does she feel about it?

Christopher: I haven't told her yet, maybe I'll tell her tomorrow.

Mom: Ok, let me know how it goes!

What a kid! He cracks me up!

Monday, April 28, 2008

Cute Prayer

So Emily H's blog inspired me to post part of the prayer Avonleigh gave in primary today. She asked for blessings on everyone, and then said, "And please bless that President Hinckley don't die - again!" Yes, we've talked all about this, but it still is hard for the kids to grasp that he's really gone (I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that I watch BYU tv all the time and they see him on there!). That, and the kids still seem to say, "I know Presidenct Hinckley died for us." Um, ok, well, we've talked about this too...but it's stuck!
I'm sure with persistent (and gentle) correction, it'll all click for them soon enough.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

The "F" Word

Oh yeah, it's THE "F" word!
I figure this is one that needs to be written down - I'm sure we'll laugh about it as it becomes a more distant memory.
So I get a phone call from Christopher's school on Thursday afternoon and the office lady tells me that Christopher said the "F" word at the lunch table and then proceeded to tell her that his dad says that word! UH, WHAT?!

So, I assured her I was SHOCKED, and that his dad has NEVER used that word. She said she just wanted to let me know so we could talk to him when he got home - Oh we'll be talkin' to him alright!

When he got home I sat him down and had a nice long talk with him. He wanted to know what the big deal was - what the word meant. I explained as much as I was going to, to a 7-year-old and reiterated that if you don't know what a word means, you ask mom and dad about it before you repeat it!
As it turned out, a girl at his table said she knew the "F" word, to which Christopher replied, "So do I! F-A-R-T," he spelled. She sneered at him, "No, F_ _ _!" She spelled it, so he said it out loud (thinking of how it was said, since she'd only spelled it). She freaked out and went and told on him!

He was hauled down to the office (after explaining that the girl spelled it, to which she denied and her friend denied as well). As the office lady (who was very good with him) explained that we don't say that word at school he just insisted on knowing what it meant, and why it was such a big deal. He told her that his dad says bad words, so it was ok for him.
When we talked to him that night, we discovered that when somebody said, "You just said a bad word!" that bad word went right on to our list of bad words from home (fart, stupid, crap, shut-up). So, he was simply adding it to the list of words that dad and mom say sometimes that they aren't supposed to.
Yikes - do kids listen or what?!

SOOOOOO, in his mind, because his dad says, crap for example, he must say the "f" word too.
Anyway, I went into the office the next morning and called a meeting between myself, the office lady, the lunch lady who took him to the office, and the principal (who was gone, so a counselor stepped in to take notes). I wanted to get everyone's story and explain to them where Christopher was coming from (and how we'd had a good, LONG talk with him about the incident and that it wouldn't happen again). It was a good conversation and all the ladies were very relieved (and not surprised) that his story seemed to fit the situation all the way around. It was nice to hear such good things about him - and their shock at him saying THE WORD!

So, the next day, he and all the children sitting at his lunch table had to meet with the behavior specialist. She called me after meeting with everyone and said that the stories all seemed to add up (always a plus). The little girl admitted that she had spelled it and informed the behavior specialist that her dad, mom and brother all use the word at home. Thankfully, NONE of the kids knew what it meant, and the 2 little girls said, "It's something you say when you're mad!"

Again it was nice to hear from her, what a great kid Christopher is and how much she likes him. She said, "He has a strong moral character that is so obvious at such a young age." So all's well that ends well, right? At least, it was funny for Chris and I to think about our roller coaster of emotions from that first phone call (He said WHAT to WHO and his dad...WHAT??!!) to the second day when all was said and done, and Christopher was satisfied with our rather innocent explanation of such an ugly word. Truly, I am so grateful for the gift of the Holy Ghost!

I must admit, when I asked him to tell me the word (so NOT wanting to hear it), he said it and I burst into tears. I felt bad because I didn't want to make him feel bad, because he truly did not know what he was saying, but it was so heartbreaking to hear such filth coming out of my sweet boy's mouth.

Chris said, "I know it's hard, but I'd rather have him experiment with things now - like bad words - than later in middle or high school with drugs, alcohol and sex!" True, at least he's still so easily molded by his upbringing.
I sure do love him!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Kirby: Check out the Relief Society

We had our Stake Women's Conference a couple weeks ago, and as usual it DID NOT disappoint! Sister Chieko Okazaki was the keynote speaker (and her talk was phenomenal). She started out by sharing this article from the Salt Lake Tribune. It was too funny not to share! Enjoy!!

By Robert Kirby
I went to Relief Society last week. Although this wasn't a sin, I was supposed to be in High Priest Group where guys my age belong.
For you non-Mormons, Relief Society is the LDS Church's organization for women. I happen to believe the church couldn't exist without it.
Some people think the priesthood is the most essential part of our church. But I've been a Mormon my whole life and I know who does all the work.
Anyway, for some reason I decided it was a complete waste of time to put on my good pants just for High Priests. I can stay home and listen to hound dogs snore.
(Here, I'll make it easy for you: Salt Lake Tribune, 90 S. 400 West, Suite 700, Salt Lake City, UT 84101.)
Even without the priesthood, the women of the Rosecrest 1st Ward caught on right away that something was amiss. I stood out like Wilford Brimley in a beauty pageant, a mule among deer.
It made them nervous. One or two women offered to show me to priesthood meeting. Several asked if I was lost, a rather pointless question considering to whom it was directed.
"Robert, what are you doing in here?" the bishop's wife finally demanded.
I said that I just wanted to see how the other half lived, that I'd heard the lessons were grippers, and, more to the point, there might be snacks.
Actually, I said that Heavenly Father told me to be there. As explanations go, this one is quite handy. They can't prove that he didn't.
I stayed for the entire bit. Here's my report:
Thanks to folding chairs, I come out of High Priests (when I do go) numb at both ends. Relief Society is the only room in a Mormon church where the chairs are padded.
It smells better. High Priests smell like Preparation H and dry scalp. But I'll bet half of any blessings I've got coming that someone in Relief Society was wearing White Shoulders.
The music is angelic. It helps that Relief Society had someone who plays the piano. But it wouldn't matter if we had a band, priesthood bearers in the Rosecrest 1st Ward sing like oxen held at gunpoint.
The lesson was clearly prepared. By this I mean that some thought went into it, the teacher stayed on track and no one - not even once - drew a corollary between the gospel of Jesus Christ and the NFL.
The downside? No snacks. Kids yodeled in the background. A bit formal. And unlike priesthood meeting, no one offered a counterpoint, such as "You're full of crap, Bill," to any part of the discussion.
It was good. I'll probably go back.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

SO Done Being SICK!!

WHAT A DAY! That's about the best thing I can say! I woke up (to beautiful snow) and got ready to attend Ward Council this morning. I got to the church and settled in for a good meeting (I do enjoy Ward Council). Shortly after the meeting started, my right ear started throbbing. By the time our meeting ended, an hour and a half later, I was starting to get dizzy. I had a meeting with the Bishop right after, so I went to that (thank goodness it was brief). By the time I left the building, it was rather excruciating.
I got home, and Chris wanted me to go to the doctor. So, I went to the clinic and the doctor looked at my ear, and said I had a middle ear infection. As he was writing me a prescription, I started to feel a painful tickling (can you say oxymoron) in my ear and asked him if there was fluid in my ear. He said he didn't see any, but because of what I described, he wanted to look again. He did, and could see some liquid, but because of the swelling, he couldn't actually see the top of my ear drum, but was fairly certain I had ruptured it. OUCH.
So he wrote me a prescription for a pain-killer, as well as a decongestant and an antibiotic.
I spent the next 45 minutes getting my prescriptions filled at the pharmacy.
By the time I got home (in SEVERE pain), Chris had me lay down and rest - You're a good man, Charlie Brown!
I was so sad to miss church (we missed it last week while we all had the flu)!
It was kind of weird, Avonleigh was having a lot of accidents today (I was pretty loopy, but kept having to get up to help her change her clothes). Finally tonight, I asked her if it hurt when she went potty. She answered that it did and I immediately thought, "Urinary tract infection!"
Sure enough, she had blood in her urine - poor baby! So, guess who else ended up on antibiotics? ALL IN THE SAME DAY! I'm tellin' ya, this has been THE WORST year for our family in the sickness department! I AM SOOOOOOOO DONE!

Christopher's Concert

Christopher's school put on it's first music concert for Kindergarten through 2nd grade. It was so cute! The whole first garde (3 classes) sang together. Christopher was so excited! My video isn't great, but you just can't miss his enthusiasm! I love this little guy!!
Christopher and M introducing the First Grade Teachers

This is the first song they did, "Follow the Rainbow."

Here's the second song, "Listen to the Water"

Nothin' Like a Good Spring SNOW!

This is what we woke up to this morning. In Oregon. In Spring. Is it just me, or is there something wrong with this picture?! I'm being totally facicious! I LOVE the weather in Oregon and it was an absolute treat to get one last (we'll see) glimpse of Winter before it starts to warm up.
This is my favorite picture!

I love the beauty of white on green.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

1 Year Ago

My blog is officially 1 year old! I know most people celebrate their 100th post, but I missed that about 20 posts ago, so I thought I would celebrate the 1 year mark! I'm so grateful to those early friends who inspired me to enter the world of blogging (with must trepidation). The first blog I'd ever seen was Emily A's followed shortly by Bethany's and then Beth's. Emily, you're mom sent me an email about a primary activity you had done in your ward that you posted on your blog. It was very cute and I was just amazed at your blog and how your family was able to keep in contact that way. And then Bethany, you were such a huge help to me! Teaching me how to set everything up and how to change my header, etc. Thank you! And finally Beth, I had such a good time reading your blog and catching up on the Warner family's life!
It was all down here from there! I'm so grateful for the opportunity to get back in touch with friends from childhood, church, college days, etc.! And I LOVE this as a way to keep in touch with family all over the country - I love you all!!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008


My sweet, sweet Peanut! What would life be like without her? For starters, everyone in the family might spontaneously forget their appropriate role in the family; her sisters would not be as prissy (and sassy) as they already are; her dad would not 'feel the love' of having 2 mothers; her mom wouldn't have a parrot to repeat word-for-word what she had just asked everyone to do (and in the exact tone, mind you); we wouldn't have a mini-chef, a happy helper and a sweetheart to sing to us -


Here is a little review of Laethym's first 5 years:

Bright-eyed and ready to face the world! Laethym Marie was named after my maiden name, Latham, and my middle name.

How CUTE is this? Seriously! She was 2 months - really!

Getting bigger...
Little cheese ball!

Cutie pie potty-trained herself at 18 months. I like this picture because it shows her smile minus her eye teeth (which she didn't get until she was well over 2 years old). Think: reverse vampire!
Candid close-up

With Christopher and baby Avonleigh

With her family at the Zahlmann Family Thanksgiving in 2006

With cousin Jacob and brother, Christopher at Molly and TJ's wedding

My big 5 year old - beautiful, optimistic, sweet, funny...and all ours!
Her siblings made the cake all by themselves.

We love you, Peanut!!!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

I'm Lame

Ok, so as I went through some older posts to put them on the blog, I realized I hadn't quite finished most of them. Yeah, life got busy so I'm working on that and getting the new stuff up! I promise I'm not leaving the world of blogging!

Thanks to those who read and enjoy our blog - I love having a way to keep in touch!

Tuesday, April 8, 2008


Today is my dear friend Sarah's birthday! I had fun going through some old pictures of our many fun outtings!
Picking strawberries at Green Gables Farm

Holding baby Avonleigh with Glenn helping

At Time Out for Women with our friend Star Balls

At the Ashbaker's going away picnic with Jan Baumgartner.

Getting ready for school

Being Harriet Tubman and getting ready to serve the children.

There are so many more I could share! Sarah I love you like a sister! You've seen me through some tough times and probably know more about me than most of my family. I admire you so much for who you are and who you strive to become. You are a wonderful example of Christ-like love and charity. I want to be like you when I grow up! ;o)

Wednesday, April 2, 2008


So, I've still been blogging while I was waiting to go private, I just didn't post them. Now that it's official, I'll be uploading my past posts - you may have to scroll backwards. Enjoy!