Bevanism

"Mommy when I grow up I want to be a daddy! A daddy and a fireman and a super hero and a monkey man!"

Mom thought: Yup, that about descibes a dad! :)

Measure of a Man

Today at Maddie's school is "Donuts with Dad". The dads go to school (before school starts) and they get to read with the kids in their classroom and then go get donuts and juice. My girls look forward to it every year. This year Doug is out of town (and has been for the last 5 weeks!) so Maddie wanted our good friend (home teacher, adopted grandpa...), Doug, to take her. He was so gracious and accepted. This morning when he came to the door he was dressed to the "nines" in a sports coat and tie. He had a PINK corsage for her with a beautiful gold bow. I pinned it on and then he took her arm and lead her to the car. What a gentleman! We are so lucky to have these wonderful people in our lives! I hope that as Maddie starts to think about boys and then to date I hope she will compare them to men like Doug. She will know that no boy deserves her who can't live up to the example that has been shown. Thanks Doug!

note: I was so not expecting this, so of course, no picture! :(

Growing Up

Ok, ok, I'm here. Yes, I'm here and we are all doing relatively well. I actually have about 4 posts that I have written but are just sitting there not finished or not posted. Don't ask why, I'm not sure.

We've all been doing some growing up these last few months. It's crazy! Doug was laid off again the Monday after Thanksgiving. This made for a crazy but very heart touching Christmas season. Also reminded what is really important. He has been working this last week and this week on a two week temporary (electrician) job. We'll see what happens after this. Although this is hard, I promise we've been very blessed!

About the first week of December I posted on Face Book that I wouldn't be sad to see 2009 come to an end. But then in January when I had to teach a lesson to the Young Women about Christ I realized that I wouldn't have wished away last year. Yes, it was hard. Yes, it was painful. BUT, my testimony of a LOVING Heavenly Father and Christ grew so much. It was during this past year that I have really come to know my Friend, Jesus Christ!

Now on to a different subject. I have a lot of catching up to do. Because there is SO much I don't want to forget about these last few months. But in the meantime I just have to say- WHAT?!? Where have the years gone??? Yesterday was Katie's "Maturation Assembly" at school. We'd already talked about most of it so it wasn't a big deal. But I promise it wasn't very long ago my mom came to my maturation assembly at the same school. Then just a few days (months? years?) later I was holding a little baby in my arms. Then just a few days more and we're there watching that lame-o movie! It's crazy!!!

Before the assembly there was a special parent's meeting taught by Allen Grunig. He taught us about how the teen brain works. One thing really affected me- the best way that teens feel connected to their family is by physical touch (especially a hug). That is my goal. More hugs! Sounds fun, right! :)

Merry Christmas!

We caught Santa in the act!

I hope your day has been wonderful! This has been a most unusual Christmas season for us. One that will be recorded whether on the blog or privately, I'm not sure yet. We have been amazed as we've learned of the truly incredible nature of people! And amazed at how when it seems there is nothing to give we can always find something. I hope your season was as magical and we can all carry the loving, giving, sacrificing feelings with us for the next year. Thanks to all who have shown us this love! Merry Christmas!

Think about it.

I read this quote in and article about Stephanie Nielsen (Nie Nie) who has been through more than I can ever imagine.

"There is in every woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity." - Washington Irving

Think about it.

"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair and confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares."

Friday was crazy hair day!