Sunday, November 16, 2008

White Christmas

It's been a nice evening. I talked David into putting on my favorite Christmas movie "White Christmas." I figured that the kids would make it through only about 5 minutes before begging for something different. But to my shock and pleasure they LOVED the movie- well at least the younger two did. Skye thought it was OK since at least it started with a war scene. Nicole was the fun one to watch. With every musical number that came on she would stand up and do a dance along with the dancers, complete with spins and a final pose at the end of the dance number. It was just too cute to watch. I must say it was so fun to have them enjoy the movie with me and to know that hopefully I wont have to sit and watch it by myself each year.

David finished with the Christmas Light Extravaganza 2008 today. See the pictures below to see the house all decked out for the season. . . ok I know we are really early but at least the snow started falling this evening and made it not seem so insane. Merry Christmas Everyone!

Friday, November 7, 2008

Wedding Eve Sharing. . .

The night before the wedding there was a dinner for friends and family after which people were sharing their memories, thoughts, encouragements, etc. of Carrie and Greg. Every time I decided that I'd share next, I'd end up all teary eyed and just couldn't bring myself to talk, let alone break into tears in front of everyone. Later that night as I lay awake berating myself for not sharing I decided that I would do a delayed bit of sharing with Carrie and Greg through the blog, so here goes. It's nothing beautifully done, but just some thoughts and memories I wanted to share with them.

I started praying for a little sister around the age of 2. I figured that my parents had someone to share a room with, my brothers had each other, and that I really needed a little sister to share a room with, play with, etc. I prayed each night for 3 years before Carrie arrived, my personal answer to prayer. During my mom's pregnancy with Carrie my brothers had tried to convince me the baby would be a boy, I think my parents tried to prepare me for the possibility as well, but I would not be swayed, I just knew this was the little sister that I had prayed for. Carrie was all that I had dreamed of for a little sister. I helped take care of her, finally had someone to share a room with, play with etc. Carrie put up with a lot from me. I used to make worksheets that she'd have to complete when she came to the "school" where I was a teacher, I'd dress her up in funny outfits and pose for pictures to be used for ads for the magazine I was creating.When we moved back to the states it was driving her to and from gymnastics, walking the dog, and such that dominated our interactions, and later taking Russian lessons together. Then before I knew it she had moved to Russia with my folks and I didn't get to see much of my little sister for a period of time. Even through her difficult years there was a spark in Carrie that made our times together feel treasured, she always seemed wise beyond her years, was such a great listener, and asked the best questions to take conversations even deeper.
It has been so fun to watch Carrie blossom in the past couple of years during her relationship with Greg. Her spark has returned full force, and the treasure of her heart has grown. They both have a strong sense of adventure, but also take the time to proceed with thought and wisdom (well at least they use wisdom when it doesn't involve hiking in the middle of the night). They have handled their relationship so well I have no doubt that they will not be shattered by the storms of life, but will grow into a stronger unit when troubles arise. I'm so excited to see my baby sister all grown up and getting married. Looking at the woman that Carrie has become makes me admire and look up to my little sister. Take good care of her Greg!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Trick or Treat



As everywhere across the nation we went trick or treating last night with the kids. Aunt Carrie's wedding can wait-the kids wanted something fun! I'll have to post the pictures once I get back home, but they were very cute and very excited about their costumes. Skye was a pirate, Isaac was Anakin Skywalker, and Nicole was a ballerina. We had the pleasure of getting to trick or treat with the cousins this year which the kids were just thrilled with and Vanessa and I took full advantage of to get lots of pictures of the kids together.
As we started out the evening we walked to a nearby prominent neighborhood that we were assured was the "place" to trick or treat. It was a little bit of a walk from their house, and the kids couldn't figure out why we were just walking past all these homes that they knew held candy for them. We reassured them that we were going to a better place to wear themselves out at, saying that they were sure to get more candy where we were headed. As our little ballerina hurried to try to match the pace set by her older brothers and cousins I was reminded of the story of the "Little Engine That Could", but instead of chanting "I think I can" over and over again she was chanting "LOTS MORE CANDY, LOTS MORE CANDY!" as she ran along. Now that's a girl who takes after her mommy when lots more candy can motivate her to run a distance down the street.
I did notice last night that Halloween isn't the same as when I was a child. Maybe it was just the homes we went to, but they were handing out full size candy bars by the handful to the kids. Several homes had haunted houses set up in their garages for the kids to walk through. And the carved pumpkins had some skilled carving going on. It definitely wasn't a count how many smarties you received kind of night. The kids got back to the house exhausted and thrilled and quickly fell asleep on the drive back to Mormor and Papa's house.
Hope you all had a Happy Halloween!

Our Tax System. . .

Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this:

The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.

So, that’s what they decided to do. The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. ‘Since you are all such good customers, he said, ‘I’m going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20. Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.

The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free. What happens to the other six men - the paying customers? How could they divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his ‘fair share?’ They realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from everybody’s share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be fair to reduce each man’s bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded to work out the amounts each should pay.

And so:

The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33% savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28% savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).

Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare their savings.

‘I only got a dollar out of the $20,’ declared the sixth man. He pointed to the tenth man, ‘But he got $10!’

‘Yeah, that’s right,’ exclaimed the fifth man. ‘I only saved a dollar, too. It’s unfair that he got ten times more than I!’

‘That’s true!!’ shouted the seventh man. ‘Why should he get $10 back when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!’

‘Wait a minute,’ yelled the first four men in unison. ‘We didn’t get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!’

The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.

The next night the tenth man didn’t show up for drinks, so the nine sat down and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they discovered something important.

They didn’t have enough money between all of them for even half of the bill!

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Showers of Fun. . .

The kids and I flew out to Seattle on Saturday. What a crazy day that was, but the kids did really well with it all and it was the best flying experience I've had since entering parenthood. I also think that I will forever fly frontier now-individual TVs at every seat with 24 channels to choose from, and more leg room than I've seen in quite awhile, it made traveling with kids much easier! We did have a brisk jog to make our connecting flight in Denver, but we made it and it got the energy out before the second flight.
Sunday we held a bridal shower for Carrie. I think it turned out really well, and I hope that she enjoyed it. It was fun to meet her friends, hear those who really care about her share their thoughts and laughs, etc. Vanessa did an amazing job on the food and decorating, and thank goodness we have one extrovert in the family to keep the conversations going.
We played one of those silly shower games. Everyone was asked to make a list of 24 things that Carrie will pack for her honeymoon, and see how close they could get to the list that Carrie made. We learned new priorities about Carrie when bacon topped her list, and snowshoes was on it but not any pants or shirts.
We all enjoyed the chocolate fountain, even if it wasn't doing the proper fountain thing, it was delicious. Everyone shared a bit of wisdom/advice/prayer for Carrie and then also said a characteristic that she brings to the marriage to "light" it up. I think it was a nice sharing time and I hope that it meant a lot to Carrie. She has so many wonderful characteristics, and she and Greg have been so good at setting up communication with each other and building their relationship that I know that they are going to do well.
It was so neat to see my baby sister just glowing with pleasure and excitement, I'm so happy for her.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Breaking & Entering . . .

Ok, I plan to share a story on a neighborhood kid. No animosity is meant by this, just a great laugh. Since no one that lives around me reads this blog, no one should be offended I hope.

We are gone all yesterday afternoon with various appointments, and finally our small faith group in the evening and didn't get home until after 8:00pm. When we got home there was a message on our machine from one of the neighbors saying he thought his son (age almost 4) was down playing with our boys and asking me to send him home. I didn't think anything about it, this is a normal occurrence on our cul-de-sac.
Today we got a call from the little boy's mom saying that she had a confession to make. Here's the story:
After calling our house and getting no response the dad sent the older sister (3rd grader) down to find her brother. She got to our door, rang the doorbell, and got no answer. Then she decided to look in the window to see if we really were not home, or if we were just not coming to the door. When she was looking in the window all of a sudden her brother's face popped out on the inside of the house, he looked at her stuck out his tongue and then darted back behind the curtains. I can just hear her squeal of shock at this, as the mom is describing it. Anyway she ran back home and got her dad (who incidentally is a police officer) and he comes down and gets his son out of the house. The mom goes on to explain the conversation the dad then had with the son over breaking and entering from a cops perspective, the horror of jail, etc. In all fairness to the boy he probably was just checking to see if we were home and opened the door to investigate where the boys were playing, then got carried away when his big sister showed up.
Ok, so maybe you aren't rolling with laughter as I was over this story. I guess knowing the people and just envisioning their responses makes it funnier. I felt so bad for the poor dad/cop that had to come remove his son from someone's home and I can just hear the talk that he gave his little boy, probably scaring the poor kid to death about going to prison. It's a lesson to me to double check the front door to make sure it's locked before we leave too. 80)
It's just one of those kid story that you know will get repeated to embarrass him when he's older, and an example to all that kids are kids and that they do things that embarrass us as parents but that really we shouldn't take it as an attack on our parenting skills.

Friday, October 17, 2008

You Are My Sunshine. . .

You know how sometimes there is something that just makes the stress/chaos/fatigue of the day fade away. Well I discovered a new one of those. . . driving down the road listening to my little princess sing "You Are My Sunshine" just makes the world disappear and brings peace to my day. What could be better!

On a different note, I learned something from a friend about communicating with your kids as they play through the neighborhood. My two boys like to go down the cul-de-sac to play and were starting to disappear into backyards and homes and I'd have problems figuring out which friend's house they went to. After a couple groundings, they seemed to be doing better with letting me know where they were headed. But I was still frustrating at dinner time, etc. to have to walk down the street to call them in if they were playing outside.
So, I went out the other day and bought a set of walkie talkies. The kids were so excited about them (how cool can you get!) and now with a press of a button they can ask if they can go in their friend's house to play. Even better I can call them in to dinner, check on them, etc. without having to wander down the street or dig out the phone numbers for all their friends. It's working so well, I definately recommend it!

Monday, October 6, 2008

A Matter of Pride. . .

Skye has some big news today that he is so proud of . . . drum roll please . . . He lost his first tooth today! It's amazing how these milestones can make one feel so big. He waited all last year as he watched his friends losing their teeth, and he is so excited to have finally lost one himself. Maxime it's your turn next!