Matilda

I love this video! It could have something to do with the fact that this is the movie of my childhood, or it could just be because it's pure awesomeness. Either way I want to have a Matilda movie party soon.

Mostly about Mothers

To all the wonderful women, Mothers, and girls in my life:
Thank you. Happy mothers day. Whether you are a mother or not, you are a blessed daughter of God. Thank you also to all the worthy men in my life. It makes it much easier to be a worthy girl when you are surrounded by boys who expect the best of you. So thanks.

Most of all though, I want to thank my own wonderful loving mother. I love her with all my heart. Motherhood is the farthest thing from easy, but it is also the closest thing to knowing our heavenly fathers love for us. She exemplifies that in the way she cares for her children, grandchildren, parents, and her husband (my daddy). She is always the one making the food, and the last one to eat. The first person awake in the morning, and the last one to bed. She is sensitive to every situation i am in, receptive to whatever I need, even if I don't say it, She is my best friend. She works hard to raise me right, with standards that will bring me closer to my Father in Heaven. Mom, Thank you!

I'm sure my mother is not the only one to sacrifice for her children. In fact, I know it. Mothers everywhere are sacrificing for the health, education, and well-being of their children. I'm sure each child might not know or quite fully appreciate the acts of their mothers. I'm not even sure that I do. But I want to thank every mother for the job they are doing. We are so grateful you are doing it. It is my hope each Mother is given at least a small token of appreciation today. They deserve it for all the hard work they do.

17 already?

Yesterday night was my last as a sixteen year old. So of course we had to party it up! It included fake mustaches, batman bubble bath, flotation devices, and a wet hill. I'll let you draw your own conclusions, but it pretty much rocked my socks off. I have the best older sister and friends EVER! Nuff said!

Parting hard!

I feel like school needed to ends ages ago. The angst, the build up of all the classes, the monotony of lectures, until finally the bells rings!! You shout for joy, until you realize, you have three more classes to go that day, and suddenly, life doesn't seem so good. My solution to all of this is simply to work hard, but party harder. That is all I had to say. Just don't let school get in the way of your life.

Oh my family!

My family is one of the most funny things I have ever witnessed attempt to function. For example, last month I was playing scatagories with my siblings and my father who we can barely persuade to play board games with us. We had the letter N, and if you have ever played scatagories you know that one of the lists you can choose makes you specify a candy that starts with the letter you roll. So my brother in law smartly put Nutella because of the dictionary definition which is: something made out of sugar often paired with fruit or nuts, or a confection. There became intense debate for hours of why or why not Nutella is a candy. Of course as most battles in my family, it separated us into boys vs. girls. The girls heartily claiming that Nutella is not a candy because it is a spread. Which insinuates that whether or not something is candy depends on the state or form that it is in. The boys were quick to point out that the dictionary definition said nothing about texture, form, or state. So still the hostile words were flung back and forth trying to persuade the other side that indeed Nutella is/is not a candy. Now if only you could see how chaotic this whole encounter was. The amusement that was gleaned from this was far to great. The linguist turning against her husband, father chastising daughter, husband and wife staring each other down, no one getting why the others would not see their point of view. I love my family especially their augmentative tendencies. I am so grateful for them and the humor and joy I get from them daily.

The no organ club

Due to the recent removal of my appendix I have been granted the pleasure of joining my family's infamous "no organ club". This is an opportunity I just can't pass up. Actually, its impossible for me to pass up. Its sort of too late to request that they leave all my organs where they are. So I find myself joined by my sisters Stephanie and Ashley in the frequent recovery ceremony. At first its kind of nice to relax and have no worries, but after awhile, as you can probably imagine, it gets annoying. Let me list a few of the reasons why.

• My parents enjoy forcing me to take naps every afternoon, which is amazing... except for when I'm not tired whatsoever.
• Everyone treats me like I'm porcelain and can't function like a normal person.
• I'm so sick of the questions "how are you feeling?", "what happened?", and "are you okay?"
• I don't get to do any "excessive" activity, like pick up my nephew, or go sledding.

Alright, I have to admit, there are definitely some pro's also.

• I have an excuse to get out of ANY situation.
• I can get most people to do whatever I want them to. Even if I don't ask.
• I have two new very large stuffed animals to entertain me...or my nieces and nephews.
• I get to be entertained by peoples faces of disgust as I show them pictures of my guts.

So I guess I can't really complain much, but overall, being in the "no organ club" is not quite as eventful as I pictured. But, on the bright side, I do have three new impressively small scars to prove my victory. I guess that will have to do for now.