insurance saves the day

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thank goodness for insurance forms. yes.

during our first few years of marriage, i simply couldn't remember jeff's birthday. was it the 16th or 18th? i store information like pictures in my mind and when i tried to pull out that little bit of important knowledge, the 6 and the 8 always blurred together.

now who felt sheepish when i would get it wrong especially when he was standing right there? (raising my hand)  

so today i am grateful for insurance forms. (you know the stack that you must arrive 80 minutes early at the doctor's office to fill out). i've signed a boatload of them through the years. and the one thing i need to know for sure…is the date of his birthday. and now i don't forget. ever.

that makes me feel like a nicer wife. 🙂

happy birthday to the man i love spending my life with!  love, the girl with a slightly blurry memory. 

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six people in may

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may.

where did it go? and why do i always find myself saying that at the end of another month. this much i do know…life passes by too quickly to not live it with purpose. no waxing philosophical here. just feeling like i am happier when i am making life happen not just letting it happen. if that makes any sense.

christian got his band off on cinco de mayo. that was something worth celebrating. it came off just in time for summer because it was starting to get smelly. babies are smelly enough at one end. having it at both ends was a little much. 🙂

we visited another doctor and learned more about Lincoln's eye condition. it's still amazing to me that he finally has a correct diagnosis. i scoured through every picture i have of him to see if i could tell that his eyes were off. i see it now. i see it so clearly. strangely enough, the answer has been staring back at me this whole time.

mother's day was sweet and funny. i always laugh at the fill-in-the-blank answers they say about me. my all time favorite had to be the question dallin answered like this "my mom and i are the same because…we have the same color eyes. we are different because…she sleeps in a bed and i sleep on the couch." i busted up with laughter. not because my child has no bed. he has one. in fact, technically he has two because it's a bunk bed. but he hasn't slept in it for a while now that lincoln is in the same room. lincoln isn't known for being a good sleeper so dallin took the couch so he could get a better night's sleep.
i'm still laughing about what he said. reminds me of that movie, the blind side. i can dallin hear saying when he's 17,
"never had one of those before."
"what? your own room?"
"no. a bed." 
yeah. we're stellar parents.

we were able to drive to the gila valley and take our family through the temple open house. once with our little family and again when my parents came down to visit. what a memorable experience. i love that our children our getting older and can start to understand the importance of the temple in our lives and theirs. i felt the spirit so strongly when our tour guides, a husband and wife, shared their feelings about eternal marriage while we were in one of the sealing rooms. i felt the power of sincere testimony and love. i want to be able to do that someday with jeff.

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we loved having grandma and grandpa here with us again. one afternoon i found grandpa entertaining ella and lincoln by wrapping their arms up in paper towels and pretending they had casts on. he was even signing his name on them with marker. i loved watching them laugh and joke and play together. such fun memories.

jeff and my parents made it possible for me to take a weekend trip to minneapolis for a photography workshop. i felt like a fish out of water sitting on an airplane alone with no one in my lap. the workshop was so invigorating.

the end of the school year was full of graduations (that bob parr would call psychotic), recitals, parties, celebrations, and so forth and so on. it gets to be a lot to juggle but we managed to get it all done. even the recital that i almost forgot until about 5 minutes before it started. i'm sure someone took down the license plate number of a crazed woman driving a mini van that ran over a curb and almost took out a tree. but i made it. skid marks and all.

one weekend some friends invited us to their cabin for an overnighter. it was heaven. truly. the kids played. the parents talked. there was fishing, zip lining, swinging, eating, and puking. yeah, puking. dallin got the stomach flu and threw up all over. luckily it was outside on the porch and easy to hose down. otherwise i'm guessing we would not be on the guest list next time. 🙂

i'm sure there are many more details to may that have skipped my mind. but i think this month will be remembered fondly. even the puke.

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and oh, the shoes

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today was a typical sunday morning–a chaotic race to get everyone dressed, ready and out the door to church and still look and feel somewhat respectable by the time we arrive. no matter how much planning, we just have to expect the unexpected. which usually can mean a poopy diaper right as we're walking out door, milk spilled on a clean dress, distraught tears, and a quick change of clothes, chasing a boy around the kitchen with a squirt bottle and gel on my hand attempting to comb hair…the gel ending up mostly on his face, and searching for a missing child only to find him hiding out in the back of the car.

after we've put out all of these fires, then come the shoes. and oh the shoes!! why are they never in the place you expect them to be? and why, oh why do they never fit? church shoes are my nemesis. yes, they have it out for me. bad.

last sunday, after we all jumped in the car and drove away, the kids were supposed to get their shoes on en route. overheard in the backseat was, "they're too tight, mom! ugh…i can't. get. ugh. them. ugh. on." my response was "try as hard as you can, dallin. we have no choice! i will buy new shoes for you this week. just keep trying!" reluctantly, he managed to get them on and that was that.

until this morning. as we headed out the door, i remembered. shoes! not the shoes! i forgot to buy new ones and his feet have surely grown two sizes bigger than last week! i knew this wasn't going to end pretty. i pulled him aside and explained that i had forgotten to buy him some bigger shoes. "i'm so sorry, dallin. this is my fault. but i promise. I PROMISE, i will buy some this week." he wasn't amused by my flakiness.

i had to make something good out of this debacle and so i tossed this out at him, "dallin, if i don't buy you new shoes this week, you won't have to go church next sunday. deal?" a huge grin appeared on his face. just what i needed to see. then he shoved his feet into those tiny holes and we were on our way. jeff smiled at our little negotiation and i knew i had a serious deal on my hands.

as dallin was getting ready for bed tonight, he sneaked up close to me and whispered, "don't buy the shoes." with a smirk, i smiled back.

the game is on.

to be continued…

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a fishy summer

summer is here. i'm not sure i'm ready to take on all the "what are we going to do now mom"s that have already been flying at me full speed. but i'm going to do my best. and hopefully we'll have a memorable summer.

i think last night kicked everything off just right. we had a little impromptu memorial day barbeque in the backyard. nothing was planned but we threw some food together, brought out some tunes, and sat on the back porch as a family. there was something wonderful about it. just being together and feeling completely happy. i saw contentment in the eyes of my children. having fun as a family is so good for all of us.

another bit of family fun happened a couple weeks ago when the boys were able to go fishing. my family used to be big into fishing back in my younger life. :)  i haven't been for years. but dallin is definitely following in grandpa's footsteps.

the best capture of the day…

in the hands

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and out

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that was one slippery fish.

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perfect defined

i recently heard a husband talking about his wife this past mother's day. in his adoration of her, he said she was the perfect wife and mother, perfect not because she doesn't make mistakes but because she never lets them drag her down.

his words stopped me dead in my tracks. and i've been tossing them around in my mind ever since.

this. this is what i need to remind myself of on a daily basis. because lately i've been doing anything but.

in fact just a few days ago after losing my temper, i sent jeff a text saying this: it's lousy mom day. and when the next day didn't seem to go any better, i sent another one: lousy mom, day 2.

it was then that i recalled those words…don't let the mistakes drag you down.

and it hit me that this is what the atonement is all about. we make mistakes. we repent. we go forward. it's not that i don't know this already, but the application of it was clearer than ever before. this is how we become perfected in Christ.

his simple words of praise have affected me profoundly.

even if today isn't a perfect mom day…which i'm positive it will not be, i won't be letting it drag me down. and that's good enough for me.

(on a side note, i had someone call yesterday and ask for a picture of me and ella together. i quickly thought, sure no problem until i searched through my photos and realized i don't have one! what? so i handed jeff the camera and he gave me back some priceless images. i'm convinced every mom needs to do this more often!)

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in the details

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some little details from our anniversary stay last month.

same hotel. same room. not a bit had changed after 10 years. except for us (insert chuckle).

i love classic design that doesn't need to change to stay cool. 

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knocking it out of the park

this is definitely what i would call knocking it out of the park when it comes to an extended family portrait. the colors they chose? fabulously put together! just fabulous. (i think i would like to clone my family into their outfits.)

doesn't hurt that they are beautiful people either. 🙂

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still out back

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popsicle season has officially begun.

it is still backyard season too. and we're still out there.

enjoying it for just a little bit longer. 

(i will not complain. i will not complain. i will not complain!)

i also wanted to thank you all for the outpouring of kindness about Lincoln. you are all amazing. truly, thank you.

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the truth about the internet

truth: the internet is bad.
truth: the internet is good.

today, i say the internet is amazing.

there is a lot of talk out there about blogging. good talk. and bad talk. i've done my share of thinking about it. maybe too much sometimes. after going around in circles time and time again, i always seem to come back to the same thought. there are still more good people out there than bad.

and that is why i continue to share my life here. and i'm so grateful that i do. so very grateful.

let me tell you why. here's where the story begins.
Lincoln. my son. he was born almost 3 years ago in the heat of an Arizona summer. everything seemed to go well with his birth…nothing abnormal which we were so thankful for.

at about 6 months, we started to notice what seemed to be a cute little head tilt he would do. and that's all i thought it was. just something cute.

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as more and more people started to ask me about it, i began to wonder. that's when i went back and started looking through every picture i had of him. and in every picture, the tilt was the same. worry set in and i made a phone call. to a chiropractor.

that was over two years ago.

since that time Lincoln has been evaluated by:
a chiropractor
a pediatrician
a physical therapist
an optometrist
a neurosurgeon
another physical therapist
an MRI scan
another pediatrician
another chiropractor
another optometrist

and of course, two parents who were constantly stretching his neck muscles through many, many tears. oh and don't forget the collar that we made him wear for months. poor kid.

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you could say he's been around. 🙂

but even after all of that. no one. no one could explain why he continued to tilt. he's an anomaly, they said. he'll grow out of it, i was told. and just keep stretching him and maybe someday…

after many prayers and tears of my own, i decided i just needed to put up a white flag and stop trying to change him. i felt like i needed to accept him just the way he was and hope the world would treat him the same.

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not more than a few days later, i received a comment on my blog that said this:

Your kids are adorable -I just wanted to mention something about congenital torticollis -I'm sure you've gone down this road, but just in case, has your son seen an eye specialist? This is to rule out Superior Oblique (eye muscle) Palsy which can manifest as a head turn in very young toddlers/babies. Kids with this will actually tilt their head in order to align what they are visually seeing as double into a single image.
-Connie

I had taken him to get his eyes evaluated. twice. but i was told he was fine. immediately I googled the palsy she spoke of and spent hours reading. yes. yes. yes. i thought. this could be it.

the next morning i made another phone call. to a pediatric ophthalmologist.

with great anticipation i took Lincoln to the appointment. it took the doctor all of 5 minutes to tell me this is exactly what Lincoln has. what he has always had. this Superior Oblique Palsy which causes one of his eyes to drift upward, impairing his vision, which as a result causes him to tilt his head to align his eyes.

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all the way home i cried.

could this be the answer after two and a half years?

i was happy. i was sad. i was grateful. i was angry. i was relieved. i was worried.

but after all those emotions boiled up, the one that surfaced was gratitude.

for connie (who is an optometrist). a stranger who doesn't know me or my son. but she was here and she cared.

now we are on the road to surgery. a frightening road indeed. but we are back on a road that i once thought was a dead end.

so many thoughts in my head at this moment.
what i want to say most is thank you.
to you who are reading and know me…thank you.
to you who are reading and don't know me…thank you.
thank you for caring about one girl and her family. that's all.

just thank you.

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(most photos by tara whitney)

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welcome back, baby

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how i've missed this little guy's noggin! it's finally back…new and improved. this week he graduated from his DOC band. hot diggity! the whole process went so well, and he didn't seem to mind it much at all. it's funny watching him discover his head again. he is constantly reaching up with his little fingers and grabbing at it. and he is also much more aware that the floor is a hard and cruel place. 

best part is being able to snuggle him close again and everyone is glad he no longer smells like a sweaty sock. 🙂

gotta love a good before and after shot:

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well done, buddy!

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