Kids say the darndest things...

My kids constantly crack me up. Here are some of their latest:

Fiona won a prize at a church Halloween party - a flavored lipgloss set. She was so excited to show it to me and tell me about the flavors, "Mom, look, there's cherry, root beer, ice cream, and Made in China". I didn't explain to her that the "Made in China" was not the flavor but that the "Orange Cream" that was written above it was. I'm still giggling over that one.

This weekend we had stake conference. Any of you who have small children know that they get a bit restless after a while. Well, Porter was ready to go home. He had read all of his books and colored as much as he wanted to. I told him to sit still and went back to listening to the speaker. She (mission President's wife) was comparing what life is like walking in high school hallways vs walking through the temple doors. She then asked how our home fit in. She then asked (rhetorically) how we want our homes to be. Just as loud as he could, "HAPPY!" At least he was listening, right?

...way too fast...

I update my kids pictures every year about this time. They love it when we put the new print in and look at the pictures from past years (I keep the older ones in the frames). I always thought it was such a cliche that your children will be grown up before you know it, but holy cow! Here's my cuties in their updated pics:

Fight like a girl!

Okay, so I should warn you, this is going to be a venting post....

I have had the opportunity in these past years to go to school. I'm always entertained by the way people think things SHOULD be. There are some who tell me, "Good for you. (for going to school) You can't let yourself be lost as a just a mom." Then, there have been others who have said, "I want to go back to school but my kids come first."

The world would have us believe that women should be equal to men. That children are a way to hold us back; hold us down. Family is second to career. I disagree with all of that.

Some well-meaning people out there think that women should forego their identity after having children. Children and husband are the priority, you are last on the list (if you're on the list at all). I disagree with all of that.

In my years of school, I have been bombarded with unsolicited advice. Such advice usually leaves me feeling a bit beat up. I really don't need anyone to make me feel inferior or inadequate...I do good enough job of that on my own!

On a particular trip to our local library, I parked out front (I usually park in back). I was frustrated, worried...you know, all of the mom feelings. I stepped on the sidewalk and happened to look down at writing that had been spray painted on the sidewalk. The words said, "Fight like a girl!" I think that is a fabulous advice!!!!

I am a mother, a wife, a sister, a daughter, a friend and most importantly...I am ME! I do not feel inferior to men, and certainly don't want to be treated like one! I do not believe Heavenly Father intends for us to "lose" ourselves in marriage, motherhood or anything else. I believe he intends for us to "find" ourselves in it all.

Thank heavens for General Conference. It has reminded me to fight like a girl and not get beat up by what everyone thinks I should or should not be. I know who I am and what I need to do for myself and my family.

So, I'm ready to fight. Anyone with me? :)

Birds and the bees....

Yep. You read the title right. Last week after I had the boys in bed, my girls came and sat at the dining room table. I was doing my homework but paused to tell them good night.

Kennedy hesitantly asked, "Mom. How does the baby get in your tummy? I know how it gets out but how does it get in there in the first place?"

I took a deep breath and said a silent prayer that I would give the right amount of information that wouldn't scar them for life. Lucky for me, I'd been preparing for this for quite some time. I think I did a pretty good job of explaining and not giving so much information that they were confused and grossed out. :)

We talked about dating and the progression of holding hands to hugging to kissing. And, then we talked about the right time and the right place with the right person. I know they must be hearing things at school and I was proud of them to have the courage to ask questions. I then had to make sure they knew that they were not allowed to take our conversation and go educate their friends at school. (I so do not want to get angry parent phone calls!) They also promised to ask me any future questions instead of trying to find them out elsewhere.

After they went to bed I had a small panic attack; not because I just had a sex talk with my daughters but because I realized they are truly growing up. I saw their futures flash before my eyes: first date, driving, getting married.......it's a little hard to take in. I'm a little needy and want them by me as long as possible.

Thank heavens we have forever because I NEED every moment I can get.

Catch up....

Ok. Sorry. I know it's been a few months. What can I say? Life happened. I finished my spring semester and quickly jumped into a Linguistics class for summer while working at our local summer school.

We had fun on the 4th of July. Kennedy even won a brand new bike in the raffle. She was excited....my other three were not so happy. They bounced back. (They didn't really have a choice...)

In the middle of all of that, my mother and her two sisters came to visit! We had a blast!!!! Grandma did what she does best and spoiled everyone rotten (including me!!!). It was so much fun having my aunts here. When I was growing up, all of my aunts and all of us cousins spent our summers together. It's awesome to see that personalities don't change. I had so much fun with them!

Porter turned 5 in August. We had a small impromptu party with his cousins. His request for birthday cake was chocolate frosting, lots of sprinkles, with a pic of a tractor. After the cake and ice cream, he and his siblings and cousins had a water balloon fight.

We also had the Schertz family reunion (my mother-in-laws side of the fam). The day was spent with food, swimming, food, visiting and food. My kids fell asleep early that night and slept in late the next morning. I think it was the 5 hours in the pool that did them in.

Porter and Fiona had a chance to play t-ball this summer too. They were both excited. Porter was roaring and ready to go until he ran out to the field (his team's first time out) and slid fell in the dirt. I think his pride was hurt more than anything. When his team came in to bat, he came running to where I was sitting. He wasn't going to go back out but Great-Grandma Carol in all of her wisdom gave Porter a dollar to go back out and play. He perked up and went right back to his team.

The summer is officially closing on us. My NAU classes start tomorrow :(. What keeps me going is knowing that I only have 2 semesters left and then I GRADUATE. Who'd have ever thought that I'd end up with a Master's?

On Tuesday, my kids get to meet their teachers and bring their supplies. Then Wednesday is their first day of school. Porter will be officially in Early Childhood, Fiona in 2nd grade and Ken in 4th. Gryffin will just be kickin it with me until Porter gets home at lunch.

Summer went way toooooooo fast. I actually enjoy having the kids home with me. But, they are ready to get back to school and see their friends. I guess they're tired of being put to work. :) So, sorry if it's another 4 months before I post again. I promise it's because I busy not lazy (well....maybe a little bit lazy...)

When life gives you lemons.....

So....we are supposed to be at Stake Conference right now. The boys have been struggling with a cold or allergies and now both have a gross cough. Jake had to leave for work last night so he's not even here so I could go. Oh well.

The girls and I decided to make the best of the situation. We made oatmeal scotchies (oatmeal cookies with butterscotch chips) and banana bread & muffins. We read scriptures and some stories from the Friend. The tv has been off all day and we've been listening to good music; it's been great. They asked why we were reading our scriptures so early (usually we do this at night) I told them that we weren't going to get the chance to be spiritually "nourished" at Stk. Conf. so we would "nourish" ourselves at home. They were confused so we talked about how food nourishes our bodies and the gospel provides what our spirits need. After looking through as many scriptures as we could find that had the words eat, feed, or nourish in them, we found an awesome quote by a previous Primary President:

"Life is a fabulous feast of experiences just waiting for you to choose and explore. The best feast is at the table of the Lord. What is on the Lord's table? Love, good fun, uplifting music, peaceful prayer, scriptures, smiles, learning and service to others. This is where eternal joy can be found." - Michaelene P. Grassli

So today, we have done our best to "feast at the table of the Lord" and even did our best to help "feed" others. Hope everyone is having a great Sunday!

New Art Blog

As some of you know, I had an art website. It just got too expensive to keep so it no longer exists. However, I did just create a blog. So erase myinfiniteart.com and go to rhoffmanart.blogspot.com

THANKS!

Give me a sign....

Okay. Admit it. You are just like the rest of humanity wishing for some sort of sign to tell you what to do. I'll admit that I am from time to time. Sometimes a sign comes when I don't even ask for it....

If you know me fairly well, you'll know that I love quotes and have many signs and knick nacky things on my walls with sayings, phrases and words. Today, I was in the local pharmacy, Drier's. They always have awesomely neat things. I happened to walk down an aisle that was all clearance. (I love clearance shopping!) I walked 3 steps and saw a wooden sign and fell instantly in love (no pun intended...you'll understand the clarification in a few seconds) "All you need is love [and then in smaller type under] Love is all you need". It was the coolest looking sign with dandelions and crackled paint. I loved it and it was only $10. Did I need it? No. Did I really have the extra $10? Not really. But I loved it! I stood in my spot for 5 minutes (no exaggeration) trying to figure out how to justify this purchase but couldn't come up with anything.

Feeling a little deflated I picked up our prescriptions and walked out the door. Then the most peculiar thing happened. On my way out the back door I saw a sign, literally. They have a wall of neat signs some vintage, some wooden but all cool. There right above the door was the sign "Simplify". With the one word, the wind was brought back into my sails. I didn't need the much desired sign to remind me about the importance of love, nor would my walls suffer because of its absence. "Simplify" seemed to be the message I needed in general for life at the present time.

So, while I don't encourage anyone to request a sign from Heavenly Father, I will say this...if you keep your eyes open you just might see the sign you didn't know you were looking for or even needed.

Growing up...

A week ago, Fiona came home from school super excited. She handed me a yellow sheet and said, "Can I go? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssseeeeeeee?!"

It was for cheer camp. The first day was Friday (two days ago) after school for two hours. No biggie. However, they had to go on Saturday (yesterday) from 1-5pm. I tried to explain to her how long that was going to be and that I didn't know if she could handle it. Her reply:

"But Mom, I'm growing up and it's good for me to do new things."

I couldn't argue with that. She went and had a great time and now gets to perform on Tuesday during the varsity basketball half-time.

Kids. Where do they come up with this stuff?

Catch up...

Okay. It's been awhile. I had every intention of posting more once my classes were over the second week of December.


Once classes were over, I was busily preparing for my dad and Charlotte to spend Christmas with us. It was soooo much fun! Charlotte was so sweet and let my dad come a few days earlier than her. (She couldn't get off of work until the 23rd) My kids had so much fun and are still asking about Papa Max. The bedroom that we set up for them downstairs is officially Papa Max's room to Gryffin. The other day, Porter saw a car that looked identical to the rental Dad and Charlotte drove while they were here and he announced, "There's Papa's car". We love it when they are here and hate to see them leave.




My classes have started up again today. So, the postings will again be sparse. We are alive and well and so extremely grateful for family!