February Chronicles


First off, February is Valentine's Month. My favorite holiday of the year, mostly for the colors and the candy. So, for those of you curious about the "Red, Pink or White and Impractical" Valentine tradition: Aaron met the qualifications with his usual stylized, but thoughtful performance. The girls got a craft from Michaels! of course, it was a wood craft that they could do with Dad, and to meet the color guidelines it was topped with a red, foil wrapped chocolate ladybug. I got a serving dish (white) that I've been longing for...with a ladybug of my own. All delivered after the suspense of individualized, yet simultaneous and competing treasure hunt clues! Great fun.
And just as we were finishing up, my mom, dad and McKay arrived for a week long visit. Our days together were highlighted with swimming, stampin' up, playing Carcassonne, and watching episodes of Planet Earth.
A few days later my Grandma and Grandpa Quinn ('great' to the kids) came for a fun visit. We enjoyed making cool to the touch "owie packs" after running down supplies from every store in town from the $ store to Walmart to the local nursery. Grandma and my girls have the same love for shopping genes. Grandpa helped Addie make special Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss treats for her kindergarten class. And we enjoyed a chilly but fun adventure to the Grand Canyon. In between all of this Addie and Grandma had on-going battles of Uno games. In the end, Addie claims, they both won the same number of games.

This was a month of 'heavy chats' with Addie. It's funny how those never leave you feeling like the wise and mentoring parent, but totally inadequate instead. And why do these pivotal and sensitive discussions always arise spontaneously? You never have time to prepare and organize your thoughts. Here is a glimpse into two that stand out among many. Both occurred at the kitchen counter while I was making dinner. Both conversations were initiated by Addie, out of the blue, after a period of non-conversation. I draw some interesting observations from that including 1. the kitchen is the heart of the home and family dinner (including preparation) nurtures a lot more than the body. 2. be a good listener. kids know what they want to talk about. 3. quantity time is what leads to quality time. just be together and good things will come of it.

#1 Deep Doctrine
A: "I get it mom. Adam and Eve had to be the first people on Earth because they had no mom and dad so Heavenly Father just made them grown ups."
T: yup.
there was some light discussion on the garden of Eden and the fall, then...
A: "wait, mom. How could Heavenly Father give them a rule not to eat the fruit, but they had to fall to get bodies and be tested?"
T: uuuughh...... I don't know. That's confusing. I'm trying to think what the scriptures and prophets say about that (I'm trying to sound like I know what's up, but get no where with it). Well, I guess that is a question I still have. But I can tell you this about it. God will always set us up for good- He won't hurt us It's really important to God that people can make their own choices and I think it has something to do with that. I can't explain everything, but I'm okay with that, I know enough to know the gospel is true.
Upon reflection I figure the knowledge of those things is more important than knowing the hows and whys of the story anyway. I hope Addie took that same thing away.

#2 Homosexuality
A: "so&so is star of the week this week!"
T: oh, that's nice. Did you learn anything interesting about her?
A: "yea, her grandpa is a girl!"
T: oh.......! (eyebrows raised, voice trailing off)
(I turn my back to her. Send an instant message to the Lord, that I'm going to brush over this one and deal with it later. Just 30 min. earlier I had to give the 'school safety' talk when she brought a letter home informing us a kid had brought a gun to her school. That's a touchy one to have with a kindergartner to let them know the guidelines without scaring them to death.)
I do some minor due diligence to see how much of an issue it is and the accuracy of the report. She is persistent about this as a point of interest from her day and about her friend. I take a deep breath, send another silent message to heaven and say,
T: "okay, I'll explain this so you can understand what happens sometimes, but it is probably not the kind of thing you should go back to school and discuss with ____."
Luckily we had been reviewing the primary scripture for the month which was, "The Family is ordained of God." from the Proclamation. So I started there, explaining that God created families and he is the only one who can say what a family is. Then I moved to the fact that some people don't know God or choose not to listen to Him and they try to say their own ideas about what a family is. etc. etc.
I make it as brief as possible and as generic as possible. I don't even use any technical homosexual terms. She sits for a moment at the end absorbing it all. I can see the wheels turning in her head. Then she gets a thoughtful look in her eye and tilt of her head and says,
A: "hmmm. Maybe the girl she was pointing to really was her grandma and she just said it was her grandpa. And the girl was her grandma"
T: (after a dumbfounded moment of silence, and a feeling like the joke's on me and Heaven is chuckling) There was a boy and a girl in the picture? (I swear I asked questions to cover this!). Yeah, it sounds like she has a family like God planned and it just got confusing when she was telling the class about the picture.

Post Script: an entertaining conversation between Aaron and I in the days preceeding Valentine's Day. It is a bit of a narrative really, and involves some confessions about each of us.
T: I just want you to know our vaccuume is going to break soon, so you should prepare yourself mentally, emotionally and financially to buy a new one. (I hate vaccuuming to begin with and I really hate my vaccuume)
A: Well, let me salvage the motor first.
T: Don't take too long, because that is about the only way I can think to break it. (pause) I guess I could throw it off the deck. But just so you know I don't plan on every using it again.
(A few days later Aaron is fiercely protecting the computer screen from my view as I wander in and out picking up and taking care of things)
A: I'm shopping for a Valentine's present. Don't look!
(I'm feeling impressed and flattered already that 1. he is actually putting some thought and sentiment into a gift and 2. he is doing it 7 whole days in advance. He just takes better and better care of me the longer we are married. But then about 10 min. later he is still at it and I've had time to get to thinking...)
T: This probably isn't the case, but it just crossed my mind and I thought I should clarify: a vaccuume would NOT be a good Valentine's present.
(He wilted. His hands fell from the mouse, his shoulders slumped and he turned to face me)
A: It wouldn't?
T: No! For real!? You are really looking for a vaccuume for me for Valentine's?!?
A: Why not? I was going to get a red one.
T: No way!
However, in the end he came through with flying sentimental colors. He usually does, but that was a close call.
Aaron did ask why a serving dish met the 'impractical' guideline. He was worried I'd call him on that. I said it is because I like cooking and it is more of an embellishment than a tool. Obviously his intuition told him that when he picked that out as a gift. His heart is good when he doesn't let his head get in the way; hence the guidelines.

January Chronicles



If you couldn't tell from the pictures, Enoch loves trains!
The big event of the month was his 2nd birthday. His sisters (& mom) had a lot of fun making his train cake together. Dad made him a really cool Strider bike that he can actually ride pretty well.
There are some subtleties in these pictures that I really like. For instance, the sippy cup tied to the Thomas train and Dad drilling a hole for the bike seat and leaving all the shavings in the middle of the living room!
We celebrated in the morning and then dished all the kids out to friends while Aaron and I went to the temple. I felt just a bit guilty for that even though I was pretty sure he didn't realize the neglect. It gets pretty hard for me to make the 4hr drive and 2hr session this late in pregnancy so we were motivated to get one last trip in for the next few months.
My guilt was dispelled when I got home and the family watching Enoch made him birthday brownies with candles and gave him some of their favorite stuffed animals as gifts. He carried those around for days in place of the trains so they must have made it special.

December Chronicles

November Chronicles



Washers really do Eat Socks
My washer stopped working one Friday this month. That kind of thing threatens national disaster in a household like ours. Luckily Aaron was home for the weekend and he spent all Saturday morning disecting it to find out the problem. It wasn't the motor. It wasn't the pump. I told him my gut feeling was that it was clogged somewhere. He was skeptical, but I kept picturing the kind of laundry I run through that machine. Yikes! He dug a little deeper and sure enough, deep in the workings of the drainage pipe he found one of Enoch's socks. It had been sucked all the way through the pump even! I looked like it had been chewed to shreds.

Black Eye
Addie came home on Friday and I asked in alarm how she got a black eye. She didn't know what I was talking about. I said she would have had to get hit pretty hard to get a black eye like that, couldn't she remember? But no.
It kept getting worse and worse and by Sat. morning she couldn't even open it. That night her friend Sarah came over. Everyone was shocked by her appearance. Aaron asked Sarah if she knew how Addie got that black eye. She looked at him and pointed to her forehead and said, "yea". At a closer look we realized she had a huge black goose egg (still, after 24 hrs) on her forehead. She said one was going in the door and one was going out and they collided. Apparently Addie was focused on other things and brushed it off. But she definitely got the bum end of the deal!


Other notable memories from the month:
A sleepover with our friends so their parents could escape for a 10th anniversary. I must be making progress because 6 months ago the thought of sitting through Sacrament Meeting alone with 3 kids was daunting, but getting these 6 kids ready for church by myself and sitting through sacrament meeting with all 6 was no sweat. I like to say that for shock value, but in reality pop tarts for breakfast, letting the girls do their own hair, and having extra entertainment for Enoch all lend credit to circumstance and not an expert me.

Everyone is excited for a baby sister. It might be different if Enoch was old enough to know better and voice an opinion.

An 11 day trip to Puerto Vallarta. Ahhhhh.

Our favorite Enoch phrases: "no way. noway, noway, noway." "Addie, Addie, Addie Gemme outta here!" (every morning until he wakes her up). "a Twain! choo choo!"