Sad, but true.

After posting that last picture on my blog, I showed it to my husband and said, "I hope you don't mind me posting a picture of you without your clothes on the internet." (of course, he was wearing swim trunks!) His comment was, "Well, I know I won't be the first to have that happen to me." Sad, but true.

By way of explanation of the picture, that is Boomer with his daddy in our swimming pool. It came with the house. After much hard work and many chemicals it is clean and ready for lots of summer fun. This picture was Boomer's first swim of the season. He liked it as long as his dad was holding him. Boomer loves that daddy man!

Anderson Afterthoughts

"Its okay Mommy, you didn't mean to do that" - This was Boomer's consolation to me when I accidentally spilled a bowl of cereal all over myself the other day. He is such a sweet little boy. We are working with him on the concept of good choices and bad choices. He is doing quite well at recognizing the difference between the two. Recently, we have been trying to help him understand the distinction between 'by accident and on purpose'. So, when he makes an honest mistake I often will say to him, "That's okay Boomer, you didn't mean to do that." I love it when he uses my own words to comfort me in my own mistakes. I'm glad he is such a loving and forgiving boy. Since he is our first child, he will have to put up with a lot of mistakes from his parents. As long as we learn from our mistakes, then I know we are on the right track as parents. Having a two year old is really a lot of fun. He keeps us on our toes and he makes us laugh a lot!

The Gift of Motherhood

It was wonderful to be sung to today by the primary children at church. They sang "I Often Go Walking", one of my favorites. The last line of the song says, "Dear mother, all flowers remind me of you." As they finished the song, I looked down at the beautiful corsage pinned to my dress, and nestled my nose into it to take in the scents of fresh flowers. Thanks to my sweet husband for the gifts... the gift of flowers, and the gift of motherhood.

And now for a note regarding my own mother; Whenever I am with her, I try to jot down as many 'Bevisms' as I can to help me always remember how wonderful she is. Here's an example of a Bevism, "Birds are such amazing little creatures." She said this as we walked to the car in a fast food parking lot in Provo several years ago. She had stopped to look at a little tree in an island planter right in the middle of the lot. It was swarming with active little birds. That's a good example of the comments my mom makes on a regular basis that reflects her view of the world. She is so filled with gratitude for the blessings of nature, relationships and the gospel. She always reminds me to find joy in life.

The words of the song are true, "Dear mother, all flowers remind me of you". Flowers add beauty to the world, as does my mom.

gotta love Bev!

I decided to add this picture to my Blog in honor of my mother. She is in the lower right hand corner of the picture. This was taken in Branson on Labor Day, 2004. For those of you not familiar with the game, we were playing 'mormon bridge'. My mom had the highest trump card, but did not yet know it- however the rest of us did. She had just been joking about the probability of her getting the green 14, and then it turned out she had it. Her reaction when she finally looked at her card was hilarious. Bev is so much fun!

Simple Pleasures

Boomer amazes me every day with the things he says. He is so very expressive, and polite too. Today, we walked outside at about 8 a.m., we were headed to McDonalds to meet some friends for breakfast and playland fun. As soon as we walked out the front door, little two year old Boomer says, "It looks so beautiful outside today Mommy, I so excited!" Then he went on to do his little happy jig that he does so often. He's a little dancin' and singin' man. Music is a part of his soul. If he would have been familiar with the musical 'Oklahoma' I bet he would have busted out singing, "Oh what a beautiful morning. Oh, what a beautiful day." I am thankful to live in a place where the seasons are so distinct, because it really helps me to appreciate the beauty of Spring more, since just a month ago all the plants were still barren looking and now everything is so green. Nature is miraculous, as are children. My boys really help me remember to find pleasure in the simple things.

Baby Blessing

Thanks to that Whacky Wheeler lady for posting these pictures for me. She probably knew that I would not get around to it for a while. We had a wonderful weekend. It was very nice to be able to host friends and family in our new home. Somehow it feels more like home now that the Normal gang has visited us here.

Baby Bullfrog was given a beautiful blessing by his father in the company of 8 other worthy priesthood brethren. The circle included all of those pictured below along with a few others from the Centralia ward. In case you were wondering, "the name by which he shall be known" is not really Bullfrog, but for the purposes of this Blog the nickname seems to work. It's late, so I'd better retire. I'll continue this another day. As a parting thought, I'll just say that the nine months of misery was worth it to get such an adorable little boy as this!

Bullfrog's Blessing