I created this blog when my sweet little girl, Kristen, was diagnosed with cancer, for the third time. After fighting for almost 3 years Kristen was called home to that same God who gave her life. I've contemplated on many occasions rather I should quit this blog or not. Each time I am inspired that I should not. One of my favorite quotes comes from Neal A. Maxwell- "Those who "plow in hope" not only understand the law of the harvest but they also understand what growing seasons are all about. True, those with genuine hope may see their proximate circumstances shaken like a kaleidoscope at times, yet with the "Eye of faith" they still see divine design." Kristen blessed lives and continues to do so. Her light continues to shine. As for me, I continue to "plow in hope" knowing well that Kristen is mine for eternity. Families can be together forever! This I know. Our family continues to live and to love and this is our story...

Monday, February 8, 2016

another baby boy

At one time I had 8 grandchildren, 2 boys, 6 girls.
The girls were totally winning and all odds would say that it would be almost
impossible for the boys to catch the girls.
Never say never.
Current count: 6 girls, 6 boys.
The last 4 babies born have been boys.
This last little one came a few weeks early...











He is perfect.
We are blessed.


Here are the two littles.
The little almost 4 month old all of a sudden looks like a big boy.

Life is good. It's really good.


We made some yummy cupcakes for a Superbowl treat.
You know what they say about cake...

"Where there is cake,
there is hope. 
And there is always cake."
~Koontz

Monday, January 25, 2016

happy monday

Just a thought to get the week started...


Saturday, January 23, 2016

baby shower

We are anxiously awaiting the arrival of grand baby #12.
One dozen!
We had a baby shower today. 
It was fun and everyone is so nice to come and support our family.
We had a woodsie theme and found some really cute decorations.





We decided we didn't want to play games so we bought everyone a prize instead.
The tag says, "From Morgan's shower to yours."

Grandma joined the little girls for a dance party.




"Family is the center of life. It is the key to eternal happiness."
~L. Tom Perry

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

brooke's cookies

Some of the kiddies came by this evening.
Brooke asked to make cupcakes or cookies.
She said she had a cookie recipe memorized and that she 
always makes them by herself.
I was happy to turn the mixer over to her.








Baby brother thought they were pretty good...

especially dipped in milk.

 Here is her recipe.
It's a good one.
I was pretty impressed that she had the recipe memorized.
I told her to write it up so we could share it with all of our peeps.


"Today we will live in the moment
unless it's unpleasant
in which case 
me will eat a cookie."
~Cookie Monster

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

baby blessing

This past week baby boy was blessed at church.
He wore the same outfit his dad wore over 20 years ago. 
He is so adorable.
He has been smiling for a while and recently started laughing.





This past week I also celebrated my birthday.
I told my husband I was double nickel and that 2 nickels  make a dime.
It took him a while but I think he finally figured it out. 
My name for the year is "double nickel."

I work in a cancer hospital. This past week one of my favorite patients came in.
It happened to be her birthday.
She said over and over how happy she was that she still 
gets to have birthdays.
She's right.


 My birthday  happens to fall on New Year's Eve.
As part of the service mission that we are serving for our church,
we were assigned to be in the Empire Room in the Joseph Smith Building
until midnight. We oversaw concerts that were held here. This picture is
blurry, but I still kind of liked it.


This is a really cute picture of some of the girls wearing their crowns on Christmas.


Baby's first Christmas

A little thought for today...


Another cancer patient pointed this sign out to me.
She is also right.

Thursday, December 31, 2015

candy from heaven


Among the business of the season and my heart full of sadness
I found this...


These are chocolate jelly rings. To some, probably not a big deal.
But to me, HUGE. 
My dad loved jelly rings. 
It has probably been 40 years since I have seen one with chocolate in the middle.
My dad and I used to fight over these treats. Occasionally, you could find
one in the entire bag. When I saw these in the store I'm pretty sure I stood 
right there and cried. I happily scooped me up a pound or two. 
I told one of my daughters that my dad sent Christmas candy from heaven. 
She joked with me saying, 
"Yip, I'm sure grandpa has been hanging out at Sweet's Candy Company
filling those jelly rings with chocolate just for you."
I am so very thankful for the memories I have,
for the times when I need them the most they are there.
The jelly rings are simple yet profound.
A reminder to my heart that all is well and that my parents
and Kristen are very much aware of me.
My own personal manna.



I wasn't sure how Christmas would play out this year. The first Christmas without
my mom. Christmas Eve was always my parents night. 
Dinner was prepared, family gathered together and gifts given. 
A family tradition for as long as I've lived.
When some of my children started asking,
"What are we going to do on Christmas Eve?"
I pretty much ignored them. 
I didn't even want to think about it. 
I decided to leave it open.
I didn't want to plan anything.
I planned to just roll with it and take it as it came.
I did a little early morning grocery shopping, just as my mother and I 
always did. I made a batch of sugar cookies. 
Finally I decided it was okay to make a bit of a plan.
I told all the kids I was going to the cemetery at 6.
They could meet me there if they wanted.
Everyone showed up and we sang and left lights and candles
for my parents and Kristen.




There was this fabulous tree at the cemetery this year.
It lit up the entire place and was most beautiful.

I returned to the cemetery Christmas morning to find this fresh 
blanket of snow.

I have a simple reminder for the year to come.
Time is fleeting.
The days may pass slowly,
but the weeks soon turn to months.
Living in the moment is sometimes difficult
but so very necessary.
Make memories.
Someday you might need them.


Sunday, December 27, 2015

grandma's party and her tree

For the past thirty something years we have had a progressive dinner.
Last year some decided that the group had gotten too large.
This year grandma fixed up her garage and had the party there.
It was great fun.
Grandma served a delicious roast beef dinner.
We all sang songs as Santa  (aka; Ty) made his appearance.


The baby boys weren't to thrilled


Grandma always has to join the fun






Santa and his brother

Santa and his mamma 

Santa and his Grandpa



Grandma's Tree

For as long as I can remember Grandma has been flocking her own tree and
adorning it with birds. She carefully walks through her yard in search 
for the perfect log or rock to be placed under the tree,
This year it looks as though she had two trees nestled together.
However, it is just one tree.
She gathers the kids together and tells stories about the birds.
She tells how she opened the door and these birds flew in and landed right
there on her tree.  
Sitting around grandmas tree is definitely one of our favorite things.


I was sitting on the couch and heard this little one announce,
"I love sugar!"
I turned around and saw this.
I love sugar too.