Wednesday, June 24, 2009

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY


Sunday was a wonderful day as we woke early to get ready for church and Adam was still home. It's been a year since he has had to start getting up early to go to church meetings and it was so nice to have him home helping get everyone ready for church since his meetings were cancelled for Father's Day. Church starts too early for us to be able to do our traditional "Breakfast In Bed" but the kids still enjoyed a quick breakfast with Dad in the kitchen before getting ready for church. Everyone was on their best behavior getting ready and made my excuse for being late to church "The kids were dawdling" or "The kids were fighting", etc unusable in the future. They were all perfect and we even had time for a few Father's Day pics before we had to leave. I drove to church by myself as all the kids wanted to be with Adam and since he had to stay after we had to take two cars. Secretly I kind of liked driving to church alone. I listened to the "Mo Tab" and enjoyed every minute!

After church we all came home, had lunch and watched the US OPEN with Adam. We then had a yummy dinner: Turkey Burgers, chips and fruit salad (Adam's requested Father's Day Dinner) and then sat out in the back yard chatting and waiting for cousin Natalie to arrive for her three day visit! The missionaries stopped by as well and we ate Grandma Ellison Brownies with ice cream. YUM!!!

It was a wonderful day and I hope Adam felt loved. He is such an amazing father and husband. The kids absolutely ADORE him and he them! I don't think there is another father in all the world who absolutely LOVES to be with his children more than Adam does. I've never heard him say "I need a break". From sun up to sun down, if he could, he would play with the kids all day, every day. He is the epitomy of "Fun"! Everytime I watch him with the kids, or hear their giggles when he's playing with them, I smile and fall deeper in love with him!

Not only is he a fun dad, he's an interested dad. He wants to hear about their day, their friends, their sports, their school, even their video game adventures. He listens, asks questions and laughs as he listens to them. They know he's interested in THEM and that makes them want to be with him even more! I'm so grateful for to be married to a man who loves me and our children so much. He's such an example of faith, hard work and love! The best thing is that he's never afraid to tell us or show us how much we mean to him!

Happy Father's Day Adam!!! I LOVE YOU!!1

MY DAD

I can't let a Father's Day post go by without mentioning my own Father! So much of who I am today is from the lessons I learned from my dad. As an adult, I have so many moments when I think back to something my dad taught me, whether its about sports, parenting, religion, or something else, he has been an example to me in every way. When I was born my parents thought I would be their only daughter. My dad was from a family of 6 children with only one girl and all his older siblings had all boys and one girl, so when I came along, after my older brother, he thought he met his "daughter quota" and all the rest of his kids would be boys. Even though I have two little sisters, and my dad has great relationships with both of them, my dad and I have always had a special bond. He's always made me feel so loved and special and though he comes across as a "tough guy, he's a softie on the inside. I remember when I was pregnant with Logan and feeling soooooo sick, one morning the doorbell rang and there was a beautiful bouquet of flowers on my doorstep from my dad. I bawled like a baby as I read the card. He was in Florida at a dental seminar at the time and I knew he was worried about me. Another time, when I was in college, I had said something to my roommate to hurt and offend her. I had no idea I'd done anything wrong and struggled for a few weeks to figure out what I had done that was so terrible. A few days after sharing my distress with my parents, I went to the mailbox to find a large manilla envelope. Inside was a VERY long letter from my dad. It was one of support, council, love and advice and one that I reflect on often, even today. My dad doesn't verbally express his worries and concerns very often, but shows us his love in such different and special ways that mean even more than if he'd just said it to us. I love that about him!

My dad's father passed away when I was only 8. We called him "Granddad" which is what my kids call my dad. I loved to sit and listen to my Granddad tell stories and sing funny songs. He was a very handsome and distinguished looking man and I have many fond memories of the wonderful man he was. Sometimes, when I look at my dad, my children's "Granddad", I see that same wonderful, handsome and distinguished looking man being reflected in the eyes of my children. They love to hear him tell stories, sing silly songs and have "adventures" with him. Hiking in bear country, golfing, skiing, you name it, my dad is always up for an adventure with his grandkids. What a blessing it is for my kids to have a granddad like my dad!

My dad has always been there for me and I'm so blessed and grateful to have such an amazing father in my life!

MY FATHER IN LAW

Last, but not least, I have to give a tribute to my wonderful Father In Law! Honestly, I don't think there has ever been a greater Father in Law in all the world than mine! Since before Adam and I were even dating, Greg and I had a special relationship. When my brother married Adam's sister, a year before Adam and I were married, and Ad was still on his mission, Greg and I would jokingly (but hopingly) chat about when Adam and I got married. My mother in law would catch us and scold us for talking about it but we'd just giggle and keep whispering about how great it would be if things worked out with Adam and I. Obviously things worked out and I have grown to adore him even more. So much of what I love about Adam, I know he learned from his Dad. His love for his Family, his Testimony of the Gospel, his desire to help anyone in need are amazing. One thing I also noticed about Greg is his love for his friends. I have always felt that my friendships are important and have been blessed with amazing friends in my life. Greg is the same way only a billion times better at being a friend than I am. If you are Greg's friend, you are his friend for life.

I think the thing I love most about my father in law is the unbelievably wonderful Grandfather he is to my kids. To them he is "Papa". I always tell him that I admire the relationships he has with each of his grandkids. He has a bond with each of them that is different from the others. He loves them all so much and works at knowing them and loving them for who they are. Whenever Papa is around, I hardly have to be a mom because he takes such good care of them. He makes their meals, he cleans up after them, he changes diapers, feeds bottles, snuggles, reads stories, tucks them into bed, plays outside, goes on walks, takes them to the park. He does it all, and they LOVE him to pieces.

As I read this post back, I hope it doesn't sound like I'm boasting as I describe these three amazing men in my life. I don't mean to boast, only to express my love and appreciation to these men who mean so much to me. I wish I had time to tell you about other men who are "Fathers" and have impacted my life in profound ways. My grandfathers, Adam's Grandfathers, my brother, my brother in laws, my uncles, Adam's Uncles, our cousins and more. I'm one lucky lady to be surrounded by valiant, faithful and loving men.

I love you all so much! Happy Father's Day!!!

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

True Love

Adam's Uncle told the following story in conference a few years ago. Its one that has always touched my heart. You've never met two people who love each other the way Grandpa and Grandma Christofferson do. Theirs is a tender love story and this story illustrates it perfectly!

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Buzz Cut and More....

This week felt like Summer finally started. Not because of the weather but because of the kids activities. As far as the weather goes, its been less than stellar. Windy, cloudy, rainy and even a few tornados reported in the area (eek, scary). However, this week was the start of a long schedule of sports camps for the APC clan. One after the other...we'll be busy!

In my planning for the summer, I thought to make it go faster I'd sign the kids up for a bunch of camps. I thought I was being so wise but now looking back am realizing I should have signed them up for camps in July instead of June. I won't be able to travel in July and am feeling a bit of cabin fever. I need to go somewhere!!! BUT because of all the camps, we're stuck here for the month. Good thing we have stuff to do, right?

GOLF CAMP

This week Spencer and Annie had 3 mornings of Golf Camp at the course we belong to. When I picked them up after the first day they couldn't stop talking about how much fun they had. Learning from the Pros and meeting other kids their age who golf were the highlights, not to mention the Hats and balls they got "for free" (ummmm, who's paying for this camp?).

On the last day I told them that when I came to pick them up I'd drive them around so they could play 9 holes. As a treat, when I got there I took them into the clubhouse for a little lunch before heading out. We had such a fun time talking about what they'd learned and about how much fun golf is and how I wish I could golf right now but am a little too large and cumbursome to twist my body around that much. After lunch we headed out onto the course. After 1 1/2 holes we could hear and see thunder and lightening coming over the mountains. Uh Oh! Not another storm coming? We decided to skip a few holes to try to get in front of the storm but our efforts were in vain. It started to get cold and windy and soon the rain started. So, despite our efforts, we had to head back to the clubhouse. By the time we got in our car and started driving home we were in a full fledged down pour. So much for 9 holes today!



BUZZ CUT

After dropping Spencer and Annie off at Golf Camp the first day I took the little boys to the grocery store with me. While there I decided they both needed haircuts. After checking out we unloaded groceries in the car and headed to "Super Cuts". Upon our arrival Logan informed me that "Daddy told me I could get a buzz cut the next time". Oh did he? Logan insisted and after calling Adam to find out if that were true (it wasn't :-), I decided to let him get one anyway. He was SOOOOOO excited and surprisingly, it turned out looking pretty darn cute (but I'm the mom so you be the judge! :-) After consenting to the "Buzz" Garett was quite distraut and tried his hardest to talk Logan out of it. "Logan you'll look bald!" "Logan it's gonna look weird" "Logan, DON'T do it". Of course Logan didn't listen but Garett agreed that it looked good even though he didn't think it was going to.




CLEANING HOUSE

Yesterday I put my kids to work with the ever dreaded "jobs". They have jobs every day but with summer here and a house I can't clean by myself anymore unless I want it to take me 5 days, the kids have become my "Cleaning Crew". We start the day off making LISTS for everyone, reviewing HOW to do each job on the list and then each heading off in our separate directions! Yesterday was a DOOZIE and the kids were not happy with the length of their lists, but we got it all done! They have become such HUGE helpers to me. Afterward we went and got Ice Cream as a reward.

5 WEEKS TO GO!

Monday will be my "5 weeks to go" mark. I'm getting REALLY excited to meet this little thing, figure out what we're going to name her and not be pregnant any more, or ever again :-). Am I allowed to be excited about the last part? I hope so because I sure am! Pretty much everything is ready for baby girl: Nursery, clothes, carseat, kids, Adam and of course, ME!! As much as I would LOVE for her to come a week or so earlier than we're scheduled to be enduced, and as ready as I am for her as far as nursery, clothes, etc. when I stop and think about her coming any earlier, I have a panic attack! Everything is scheduled to happen on time. The arrivals of my mom, my mother in law, and my sister Julie, Adam's work schedule, Spencer and Annie's summer plans, sports camps, swim lessons, everything. Soooo, as much as I want her here, I still want her to wait til everything is done and all the ducks are in a row! But I do want the ducks to march a little faster so the time will pass more quickly. Ahhhhhh, the end of an era for me. The baby growing will soon be over! :-) (that is a bigger smile than it shows up to be. Imagine it as GINORMOUS!!!!)

LUCY

After 3 1/2 months I still sometimes can't believe we have a dog. Really? Seriously? I have a dog! Weird. Things are going well with her. She's potty trained, she's been spay, she graduated from Puppy Kindergarden, she has most of her adult teeth and she sleeps through the night. She still gets excited and flys around the house when someone new shows up and still tries to nip at little kids. She got Annie good the other day, but the trainer said she should grow out of that by the time she's about 7 months old if we're consistent about disciplining her when she does it. I am VERY consistent about it and she knows after she's nipped at someone, that when she sees me coming, she's in trouble. She is still as snuggly as can be and curls up on our laps every night to watch tv or read a book with one of us. She also knows commands like "come", "sit", "lie down", "wait", "go in your kennel", "leave it", "heel" and tricks like "touchdown", "turn", and "shake". The kids LOVE doing tricks with her and rewarding her with a cheesie treat. She loves it too. We just bought a baby doll that cries and giggles and burps the other day to start getting her used to a baby around. Hopefully she'll adjust to this baby alright otherwise, I told my kids, our puppy days will be over.

Here is a picture of her from the day we brought her home and one of her now.




I can't believe how much she has grown! Her coloring has changed and her puppy face isn't there anymore. She is still a sweetie though and we all love her to death!

Well, that's all for now. I know its kind of boring but if I don't keep up on stuff I'll get too far behind to want to catch up! Sorry for the lack of pics. I keep forgetting to take my camera with me. Darn! I'll try to do better.

Thursday, June 04, 2009

"For The Greatness Of What You Are Building When No One Sees"



I've seen this before, but my cousin sent it to me today and I wanted to post it! With summer here and my kids home, I feel as invisible as ever. "What are we doing today", "Can you make me this", "can you get me that", etc. etc. We all have days where we feel like we're just here to follow orders from our children. This is a good reminder that what we are doing IS something worthwhile, important and significant!

Invisible Mother.....

It all began to make sense - the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible.
The invisible mom. Some days I'm only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Right around 5:30, please."
I was certain these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!?

One night a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription:
"To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names; these builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished; they made great sacrifices and expected no credit; the passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.
"No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it's not a disease that is erasing my life. It's the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It's the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder, as one of the people who show up at a job they will never see finished, to work on something their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand-bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there's anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there!"
As mothers, we're building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen, if we're doing it right. And one day, it's very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.

Monday, June 01, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY G-MAN!!!

I can't believe my G-man is 7 years old! Where have the years gone? He is so grown up and I feel like it was just yesterday that he was sucking on his two fingers, looking up at me with his big blue eyes and straight blonde hair!

This year has been a exciting one for G! He's taken Tae Kwon Do, he played his first season of basketball, he has finished Kindergarden AND first grade (he finished kindie the day before his birthday last year and this year 1st grade ended after his birthday--wierd school schedules, I'll say!). He's also made a TON of new friends, he's started helping "the boys" -Adam and Spencer- with the "taking out the trash" duties, he's learned to read, he won a $25 award for his art work, and has done plenty of other fun, new and exciting things that kids do!

As I reflect on my sweet little man's life I can't help but think of all the things about him that I LOVE and ADORE!! I've always had a special tender little spot in my heart for him, as I do all my children, but his is one that is a little softer than the others. When I was pregnant with him we had a few "scares" that caused me to worry about him much more than with my other pregnancies. During his ultrasound they found cysts on his brain. Six weeks later we had another ultrasound and found the cysts were gone, but those six weeks were filled with worry! Then when I was about 32 weeks along, I had a presac of water break. Not knowing it was a "pre sac" they gave me a 50/50 chance that I would have him by 34 weeks and I was put on bedrest. After a week and running some other tests they found that everything was fine. Thankfully he was born on time and as healthy as can be. The relief we felt that all was well can't be put into words! Since that day he has brought us nothing but joy! Here are few things about Garett you might not know:
1. His name is spelled Garett, which is different than most others with his same name.
2. Pretty much from the time he was born we have called him "G" or "G-man". EVERYONE calls him that!
3. He is also called "Pirate G" by some of his cousins.
4. He LOVES video games, movies, lego, riding his bike, playing basketball and being with friends.
5. He is probably our funniest kid! Seriously has such a GREAT sense of humor!
6. He used to constantly bonk his head, eyes, chin, face, etc. and has had stitches or glue 4 times.
7. He can recite most any line in a movie, word for word, after watching it only one time!
8. He gives THE BEST snuggles around!! (well, so do Spencer, Annie and Logan :-)
9. He sucked his pointer and middle fingers for 6 years and quit last year when we took him to a therapist. We thought it would be a tough transition for him but after the first session, he never put them back in his mouth again!!!
10. When he looks at you with those big baby blue eyes, they pierce right through you and can make your heart melt!

Garett, we love you SOOOOO much! Happy 7th Birthday!!

Painting Bedrooms

May was a busy month for getting stuff done. Between field trips, year end school parties, puppy graduation for Lucy (a big deal, we have learned), Laker playoff basketball games, G's Birthday and the BYU Father/Son Basketball Camp, I decided to get Spencer's new bedroom all set up and his old bedroom turned into the nursery. I figure with school ending and kids home all day, I probably wouldn't have much time to get it done after May, not to mention the fact that I'd be too large and cumbursome (sp?) to be able to climb a ladder to paint! So.... without further adieu.....the bedrooms....

Both rooms still need the final decorations put up and the nursery is still awaiting the, valence, crib bumper and quilt which are all on back order til the end of June, but all in all, the painting done!

SPENCER'S ROOM

View from the door
View from the door

Desk/study area

Full size bed (which he is LOVING)

BABY'S ROOM
View from the door
Rocking chair (I'll be recovering the cushions) change table and crib
Look back at the door and the bathroom door (the black pullup bar still needs to come down)

Look at the closet with LITTLE GIRL clothes in it :-)

It has been sooooo much fun figuring out what to do in each room and even more fun to paint and see my ideas come to fruition! Spencer's room was inspired by some model homes mom and I toured in April and the baby's room was inspired by yours truly. I couldn't think of anything I wanted to do and I was getting stressed out about it. Then one morning, I woke up with the idea to outline the entire room and the windows. So that's what I did! All I can say is this kid better be a GIRL!!!