Evelyn's Garden

Monday, February 25, 2008

ZZZZZZ....

In January Spencer became a Sunbeam. Which meant he graduated from snacks and toys to lessons and hard chairs. This was not an easy transition. During the first few weeks, he sobbed through all of Class Time and Sharing Time (even when the Primary Chorister offered to sing his favorite song: "ABC Spiderman").

After a few weeks, he began to do better in class and we were encouraged. But then the Primary Secretary off-handedly mentioned that he was sleeping during Sharing Time. Apparently, he would walk in, look sad, sit begrudgingly in his seat, and take a nap. Now, I served in Primary for four years, and I've seen kids hide under their chairs, hit others with their chairs, move their chairs around the room, and even get their heads stuck in the hole at the back of the chair; but I don't think I've ever had a child fall asleep in his chair. (I always thought this was something that was learned later in life and perfected on the stand.)

This last Sunday Spencer was invited to give a scripture.
I teach Sunday School, so I had Carter help him read the scripture. Apparently, it was enough to keep him awake through both hours. After Church Spencer gave me a glowing report: "Mom, I did great in church today! I didn't cry or fall asleep!"

If only we could all say the same...

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Bowling

Every trip to the cabin must include a bowling excursion,
and this weekend was no exception.

Bowling is kind of a backwards sport.
For example: in most other instances in life, one strike is bad and three is terrible, i.e., baseball/drugs, etc.
But in bowling, one strike is good and three is great!
In fact, I think three consecutive strikes in bowling is a "turkey" which is another misused term.

Aren't they waiting so patiently?
(Sidebar: So, who is the dude in the jester hat?
Is he too cool to look at the camera?
And, does his mother know he dresses that way? Sheesh!)

Isn't she lovely?

Isn't she also lovely?

Spencer gave excellent ball advice.
His technique: ignore all weight and finger hole guidelines.
Just find the ugliest, pea-green colored ball
and the pins will fall down in terror!

Carter decided to follow this advice.

"YES!"

"Pass the Turkey, baby!"

Friday, February 8, 2008

Trains...yum

I walked downstairs to find the boys playing
with trains this morning.
.

The series of events was both predictable and darling.
I will let the pictures speak for themselves...

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Snow

It snows here about once a year.

My kids are still somewhat mesmerized by it.

"What's this white stuff?"

"Look, I can walk ontop of it!"

"And run..."

Because it rained all day and didn't begin to snow until about 6pm, my backyard is a sheet of ice covered by a thin layer of snow.

Usually the snow melts within a few hours, but this time our lovely white glaze lasted for two days.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Shhh! Don't tell Carter

Carter participated in the 4th Grade Dance
at school last week.
(It was required -- can you tell by that face?!)

Parents were invited to attend and take pictures from the sidelines. Which was fine by me, that's where I prefer to be during a dance.

Prior to the dance the kids filled out dance cards with each other. Then, at the dance, they found the appropriate partner for each song.

I'd have to say that Carter picked some pretty cute partners
(or perhaps they picked him...)

He had a good time.
(Here he is imagining the day he will be taller than the girls.)

He said, "Are you going to blog this?" I said, "Maybe."
And he said, "No!"

But he's just too cute and I thought you would like to see.

So, mums the word.

Monday, January 7, 2008

These are a few of my favorite things

We had a great Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa Cook.

Grandpa is a great opener of those frustrating toy packages.
Hurray for the handy key-chain knife!

Chelsea loved her new doll, Malina.
(Don't ask me about the name -- she came up with it.)

Pink Dixie (don't ask about that name either)
her new dog was also a hit.

We love presents!

Bryce wasn't so sure about all the presents.
But he loved to eat the wrapping paper.

Thanks Grandma & Grandpa!

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Searching for some peace and goodwill

Ahh... election year. The sweet sound of mud slinging and candidates debating and fingers pointing and pollsters polling and inhalers denying. It's all pathetically mesmerizing, like a cat fight in the lunchroom -- you try to ignore it, but you just can't help and watch.

This year has been particularly negative for me, because for the first time ever there is a viable LDS candidate. Mitt Romney's campaign, be it what it may, has unearthed some surprisingly wide-spread anti-Mormon sentiment. From Evangelical preachers to CNN commentators to debate moderators and news pannelists, criticism of the LDS faith has been everything from laughable to searing. In a multi-media world, all the negative propaganda cannot be avoided, and I sometimes go to bed at night shocked at the percentage of Amercians who either condemn, ridicule or outright hate me for my religion. (Is this really Christianity in the 21st century?) Anyway, this morning as I was reading the press releases from http://www.lds.org/, I found this article which made me feel better. It's simply about decency and tolerance. My favorite paragraphs are the first and the last, but it's all refreshing. Read on:

Peace on Earth, Goodwill to All Men —
Not Just Those Who Share My Beliefs

SALT LAKE CITY 21 December 2007 There is a spiritual maturity demonstrated by those who can accept religious common ground with others and also respectfully acknowledge differences. This comes from spending time with each other and by taking an approach that puts a desire to seek mutual understanding and goodwill above pride and self-interest.

Currently, many media and other discussions in the United States and elsewhere are raising questions about what it means to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and how Mormons fit into neighborhood and national social mosaics. Some of these questions and comments are dispassionate, dignified and thoughtful. However, many others come across either as misguided utterances or as deliberate attacks. The latter type of comment is often underpinned by a tone of expertise and authority that baffles those who know Latter-day Saint beliefs best — Mormons themselves.

Ill-informed comments can be easily forgiven, and chances to engage in discussion to develop mutual, accurate understanding and respect are often seized upon — as they should be. But when a person starts excluding someone of a different faith as a legitimate participant in society because there are theological differences — then a line has been crossed.

It is bewildering to a Mormon to hear or read that some others feel that she or he is not a Christian. To a Mormon, any person who worships, loves and honestly tries to live by the teachings of Jesus Christ, as the Son of God and Savior of Mankind, is a fellow Christian. Theological differences unquestionably exist, but genuine, reverent love for and sincere striving to emulate the Savior qualify any person to call her- or himself a Christian.

Joseph Smith, the Mormons’ first prophet, said: “I want the liberty of thinking and believing as I please. It feels so good not to be trammeled.”

Speaking more recently, Latter-day Saint Apostle, Elder M. Russell Ballard said: “Just as we claim the right to worship as we choose, we believe [others] have the right to worship—or to not worship—as [they] see fit. All of our interpersonal relationships should be built on a foundation of mutual respect, trust, and appreciation. But that shouldn’t prevent us from sharing deeply held religious feelings with each other. Indeed, we may find that our [religious and] philosophical differences add flavor and perspective to our relationships, especially if those relationships are built on true values, openness, respect, trust, and understanding.”

Cynicism and distrust are tainting much of the discussion about faith and values, and their influence on social systems. And this is causing us to miss the opportunity to engage with each other, through media and face to face, on more important issues — such as how we can get along so we can work together to do good in our homes, communities and nations.

Truly effective collaboration, for the good of our families and societies, is not possible until we have the will and the maturity to listen to, understand and respect each other. When the intolerance hurdle has been successfully jumped, all sorts of wonderful things can happen, as individuals rub shoulders while working toward common community objectives.

Muslims, Catholics, Evangelicals, Mormons and many others, working side by side to help rebuild parts of Indonesia after the 2004 tsunami, provided a powerful example of what is possible. Political, ethnic and faith lines were washed away by the flooding as individuals temporarily put aside differences to focus on more pressing, shared imperatives.

During this Christmas season and at all times, a true showing of our depth of devotion and faith will be how we talk about and engage with others — others of our own faith and, even more significant, those who may have some differing religious beliefs. The way we talk and write about others says a lot more about ourselves than it does about those we seek to describe.