Friday, October 26, 2012

Weekend of Benito

Am I really old enough to have an eight-year-old?  Wait, don't answer that.  I'm old enough to have an eighteen-year-old, but big phew that I don't, 'cause I can barely wrap my head around the fact that my oldest child has hit the age of accountability.

Nonetheless, Bennett Andrew chose to enter the waters of baptism this past Saturday, and the rest of us had a great time honoring and celebrating that decision with him.

We had some special visitors come visit from out of town, beginning with Grandma Paula earlier in the week.  She and Millie enjoyed playing together--and running lots of errands with me--while the boys were at school.  The boys loved having Grandma Paula around too.





These two bonded quickly over many things:
 

Sparkly pink nail polish, fancy flip flops, the bunny song, picking outfits, eating treats, giggling,


watching Cinderella, dancing, playing with princesses, and buying fun toys.



Bennett loved having Grandma Paula at his soccer game to cheer him on to victory


Gratuitous coach-player or father-son shot
 


Grandad Jory, Connie, and Kendra flew in Friday from Seattle for all the festivities.
We loved having them here with us,
and look who finally took an interest in playing with Grandad!




The great equalizer: LEGOS
 

Reading books is always a sure-fire way to win over Miss Millie


Friday night = birthday celebration
B's fav foods: white chili, snap peas, pears, and strawberry Crush
Then the traditional homemade cake and presents.



So many adults inside the kiddos got to be fancy and eat al fresco.


Um, yeah.  This cake illustrates how busy things were:
Benito asks for a Star Wars cake and this is what he gets--Chewbacca prostrate in the frosting.
At least the candles my mom bought were cute.


Look how excited this kid is to wear a tie.  Thanks, Aunt Nae!



I don't have the pre-baptism shots of B in his whites,
so I'll skip to the post-baptism festivities and show you the others later.

We came back to our house after the big event for a simple family dinner for twenty.
Lasagna, garlic bread, Ceasar salad.
I heart you, Costco.
Photo slide show, baptism gifts, lots of conversation and playing with kids.
Good times.




Grandpa Geddes, Grandma Geddes, Mommy 
 

Liz, Grandad Jory, Connie


Aunt Kendra, Uncle Joseph, Aunt Kymber and her boyfriend Kelly


Grandma Paula


Kendra and Bennett


Riley, Grace, and not pictured:
Eli, Millie, Aunt Kristi and friend/roomie Debbi



Sunday brought sacrament meeting and one last big meal together. 
Then the Jorys headed off to the airport.  Sniff, sniff...
We wished they lived closer!



Grandad, Millie, and Connie saying farewells
 


Sad Millie and Aunt Kendra, although Millie called her her cousin all weekend.
Tough concept to grasp for little ones... :)
 

Kendra flanked by the boys
 

Father-daughter moment


Kendra Lee and Kendra Leigh
What are the odds?
  

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Echoes of Conference

Conference weekend found me sick as a dog.  Lame.  The kids and I had driven out to Half Moon Bay with Stephen's parents for our annual visit to Farmer John's Pumpkin Patch, only to find me ducking into the corn stalks so as to not vomit all over the pretty gourds.  (I had received a flu shot not twenty-four hours before...  Connection?)  Stephen's dad kindly drove home for me, seeing as I could hardly move, think, sit up, let alone negotiate the twists and turns of Highway 92.

I was laid-up and miserable for the next two days, missing a temple trip with friends, missing soccer games for the boys, missing one of my favorite conference traditions--big breakfast with local family for the Sunday morning session, not to mention our own little family's tradition of grabbing hoagies and picnicking between Saturday sessions.  Like I said, lame.

The one and only upside to being stuck at home with the flu = watching all of conference, which if you saw it too you know made for one amazing upside.  Man, there were some fantastic talks.  As little energy as I had, I found a way to furiously take notes on almost every talk.  I couldn't stop myself.  So much I wanted to remember; so much I wanted to immediately apply in my own life; so much I wanted to feel over and over again.

Some quotes from talks that impacted me the most:

"Parents, the days are long past when regular, active participation in Church meetings and programs, though essential, can fulfill your sacred responsibility to teach your children to live moral, righteous lives and walk uprightly before the Lord. With President Monson’s announcement this morning, it is essential that this be faithfully accomplished in homes which are places of refuge where kindness, forgiveness, truth, and righteousness prevail. Parents must have the courage to filter or monitor Internet access, television, movies, and music. Parents must have the courage to say no, defend truth, and bear powerful testimony. Your children need to know that you have faith in the Savior, love your Heavenly Father, and sustain the leaders of the Church. Spiritual maturity must flourish in our homes. My hope is that no one will leave this conference without understanding that the moral issues of our day must be addressed in the family."


"Isn’t it true that we often get so busy? And, sad to say, we even wear our busyness as a badge of honor, as though being busy, by itself, was an accomplishment or sign of a superior life.  Is it?  I think of our Lord and Exemplar, Jesus Christ, and His short life among the people of Galilee and Jerusalem. I have tried to imagine Him bustling between meetings or multitasking to get a list of urgent things accomplished.  I can’t see it.  Instead I see the compassionate and caring Son of God purposefully living each day. When He interacted with those around Him, they felt important and loved. He knew the infinite value of the people He met. He blessed them, ministered to them. He lifted them up, healed them. He gave them the precious gift of His time.

In our day it is easy to merely pretend to spend time with others. With the click of a mouse, we can “connect” with thousands of “friends” without ever having to face a single one of them. Technology can be a wonderful thing, and it is very useful when we cannot be near our loved ones. My wife and I live far away from precious family members; we know how that is. However, I believe that we are not headed in the right direction, individually and as a society, when we connect with family or friends mostly by reposting humorous pictures, forwarding trivial things, or linking our loved ones to sites on the Internet. I suppose there is a place for this kind of activity, but how much time are we willing to spend on it? If we fail to give our best personal self and undivided time to those who are truly important to us, one day we will regret it."



"Many of us, in moments of personal anguish, feel that God is far from us. The pavilion that seems to intercept divine aid does not cover God but occasionally covers us. God is never hidden, yet sometimes we are, covered by a pavilion of motivations that draw us away from God and make Him seem distant and inaccessible. Our own desires, rather than a feeling of “Thy will be done,”2 create the feeling of a pavilion blocking God. God is not unable to see us or communicate with us, but we may be unwilling to listen or submit to His will and His time."




"Did you love me?  After an encounter with the living Son of the living God, nothing is ever again to be as it was before. The Crucifixion, Atonement, and Resurrection of Jesus Christ mark the beginning of a Christian life, not the end of it. It was this truth, this reality, that allowed a handful of Galilean fishermen-turned-again-Apostles without “a single synagogue or sword”15 to leave those nets a second time and go on to shape the history of the world in which we now live."



"Do you young people want a sure way to eliminate the influence of the adversary in your life? Immerse yourself in searching for your ancestors, prepare their names for the sacred vicarious ordinances available in the temple, and then go to the temple to stand as proxy for them to receive the ordinances of baptism and the gift of the Holy Ghost. As you grow older, you will be able to participate in receiving the other ordinances as well. I can think of no greater protection from the influence of the adversary in your life.

But what about you? Have you prayed about your own ancestors’ work? Set aside those things in your life that don’t really matter. Decide to do something that will have eternal consequences."

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Gutter Girl

Monday morning brought rain and wind,
but somebody I know didn't seem too bothered by the change in weather.



Monday, October 22, 2012

Marval, the 100-year-old marvel

Stephen's grandma, or B's, E's, & M's great-grandma, turned ONE-HUNDRED last week.  Can you believe that?  I'm not sure I've ever met anyone who's hit that monumental age, let alone been related (by marriage) to them.  The kids seemed kind of baffled by the fact that she's that old and maybe didn't grasp the significance, but they certainly loved seeing her and all the other family, playing with second cousins, and eating lots of birthday cake.

Marval lives in a care center and seems more frail than ever with all the weight she's lost, so we brought the party to her in true Grandma Geddes fashion: chocolate cake, M&Ms galore, and lots of family photos.



The birthday girl


with her brother, aka Uncle Earl


This is how the kids kept themselves entertained


Stephen with his age-defying relatives


Sugar high on its way!




Grandkids + great-grandkids (that were able to attend)


Her three sons, and alive-in-our-memory Kathy



Finally: Millie and Great-grandma in the same photo!


Monday, October 1, 2012

September Stats

1 night of yummy Mexican food to celebrate Stephen's 39th birthday con la familia

2 soccer teams to juggle = 2 practices a week, 2 games a week, 2 coaching gigs for Stephen a week

3 super fun birthday parties for friends

4 weeks of Millie being in "preschool" with a few of her friends

5 different school friends who came over to play for the first time (over the course of 4 days)

6 trips to and from school every day to drop off and pick up the boys
         HALLELUJAH for full-day kindergarten starting today!

7 miles run on several different Saturdays

8 family names for whom Stephen and I did initiatory and endowment work

9 pieces of french toast eaten by Millie and me at Grandma Preschool

10+ hours of meetings--back-to-school, IEP, fireside; RS prez, activity, stake training & broadcast