February is a birthday month here. We had a family party. I made the usual lemon sunshine cake it turned out normally. I also made a chocolate ice cream cake with left over pancake batter. I saw it waiting after breakfast and thought I could adapt that. It wasn't so impressive to look at, Merle and Andrea were excited with their imaginings of what it might be. My mother in-law who is a fabulous cook was perplexed at how I had messed it up so much. I didn't explain.
Joey also had a birthday being new to this in-law game I wasn't sure how to handle that. He raced Reed to light Andrea's very custom cake. My mom is known for making surprise guess what I did to the recipe foods. I knew she would approve. Trying to pull my health together and achieve some weight goals I thought this would be the best choice. My freezer is obviously not super cold and I should have left the cake in a form not free moving.
Oh well we all enjoyed some cake. Thankfully the lemon sunshine cake is dependably good. After we do cake we have a tradition of sharing what we love about the birthday person. That brings a special spirit of love into our home. It is a simple yet powerful declaration of the unity we strive for in our family experience. This year we added Joey to the mix. It was tender to hear the acceptance and place he has already made with our kids and parents. Sue got teary saying how blessed we were that he was our first because his work ethic, kindness, and good natured go with the flow will help the other girls as they seek companions. This set the stage for a very special experience of my parents asking for blessings from Lloyd and Greg. This was more than icing on the cake it was the power of the priesthood in my home and life. The spirit was strong and tender as an outpouring of strength, acceptance of service, love and concern, and buoying up from God and His Son was poured out on my parents heads. Lloyd is a kind tender man who truly emulates the Savior in how he lives his life. Greg is strong and loving who knows and loves the Savior as well. This experience was an example of the powers of heaven manifest on earth. I was humbled and thankful to have watched the evening unfold and build to an environment that the spirit could be unrestrained and the healing and love of God could be shared and felt. I have not had this happen before but I dearly hope that we are aware and open to having it happen again.
But as I write that I remember another time from my youth when my great grandparents were dying and we gathered at my grandparents to strengthen and support them in their great loss and grief at time lost. I remember loving them in a different yet similar intentioned way. It has happened through the death of each of our close family members. We gather we mourn we lift and we share. This time the person was not blood family but service and church family. It is a blessing to have loved ones around when life is heavy.
For some reason this book Dragons love tacos is a favorite oy my little kids. Jake should be very literate for all the books that are read to him daily.
And one Sunday Greg and Reed worked to fix flat tires on bikes. Thankfully I had supplies and the rescued 4-6 bikes. My lawn is now littered with bicycles but its a good activity for the kids.
As I helped Alia learn to balance, steer, and stop her bike I realized it takes a lot more concentration that I had remembered. I loved riding bikes as a child. I'm thankful my kids have that chance too. While the winter has been worrisome in it's lack of winterness (no snow, not very cold) it is perfect bike riding conditions. I told Lia when she was falling it's so good she was wearing pants and a coat so she didn't scrape hardly any skin because she was all covered. She added gloves then she didn't scuff her hands even. A smart cookie there who now rides her bike when I walk. They even fixed Jake's stroller so off we go. We are blessed.
And one Sunday Greg and Reed worked to fix flat tires on bikes. Thankfully I had supplies and the rescued 4-6 bikes. My lawn is now littered with bicycles but its a good activity for the kids.
As I helped Alia learn to balance, steer, and stop her bike I realized it takes a lot more concentration that I had remembered. I loved riding bikes as a child. I'm thankful my kids have that chance too. While the winter has been worrisome in it's lack of winterness (no snow, not very cold) it is perfect bike riding conditions. I told Lia when she was falling it's so good she was wearing pants and a coat so she didn't scrape hardly any skin because she was all covered. She added gloves then she didn't scuff her hands even. A smart cookie there who now rides her bike when I walk. They even fixed Jake's stroller so off we go. We are blessed.














































