Sometimes it's hard to get through daily family scripture time.
Is it just me?
As soon as we pull out the scripture books (illustrated, for heavens sake), Lily (3) almost inevitably reverts to goo-goo gah-gah baby mode, which we've found to be an amazing defense mechanism against hearing anything interesting or spiritual.
Eliza (5) and Sage (7) love the stories of the scriptures, but they get distracted by pressing issues like who is sitting by mom, who gets to hold the picture, and who sat on which couch cushion last time.
In short, we're never short on distractions. To compensate, I have learned to tell scripture stories in an extremely animated voice, complete with pantomiming and impromptu charades. Anything to try to widen that 10-second window (where the kids are actually paying attention) to 30 or 40 seconds.
Tonight at scripture time I opened our leather-bound illustrated scriptures to the verse the girls had been asked to memorize for church (1 Ne 3:7), and I found myself staring in surprise at the illustration opposite the passage. It was a depiction of Nephi trying to convince his brothers to obey the Lord's commandment to return to Jerusalem. And I must say, Nephi was dressed in a most unusual outfit. I trailed off in my animated telling, one eyebrow raised high, as I briefly considered the artist's choices.
Sage, the most attentive of the girls, noticed the illustration first. She piped up with a little giggle, "Mom, why is Nephi wearing polar bear pants?"
As a side note, last night we talked about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego--and scripture reading doesn't really get more awesome than that story. But I'm sad to report that the fiery furnace feat didn't hold a candle to the speed with which all three children gathered for a look at the ancient prophet's polar bear pants.
Gospel scholar number two, Eliza, then sniggered, "Yeah! And look at his Santa hat!"
This time it was my turn to crowd in for a peek, since I hadn't even noticed Nephi's choice in headgear.
I wanted to tell my kids that the scriptures are still true even if the illustrations are not, but I didn't trust myself to speak without succumbing to the giggles that were building up. So I just pursed my lips and nodded slowly, trying to buy time (and composure). And considered Nephi's leather back bace/corset/cummerbund.
But then Sage laid out the clincher. "And why is he wearing a half-shirt?!?!?!?!" (If you had heard her question, you would agree that thne written form would need to be punctuated with at least four sets of ?!'s.)
[insert uncontrolled laughter here]
These are good questions, girls. Someday the mysteries of heaven will be unfolded. Like who chose to include this inspiring illustration anyway? Until then, let's stick with something safe. Like Balaam and the Talking Donkey (Numbers 22). Even that seems easier to understand than Nephi's wardrobe choices.
Q: What do you get when you mix St. Nick, a polar bear, and Project Runway?
A: Nephi, talking to his brothers.
Also, a lightning bolt. For mocking the illustrated scriptures.
June 20, 2012
June 12, 2012
Love note
Dear Husband,
Thank you for the love note you left me the other day. It was so unexpected, and so heartfelt.
Love,
your wife
P.S. When I removed it for safekeeping, it took one layer of Christian's skin with it.
Thank you for the love note you left me the other day. It was so unexpected, and so heartfelt.
Love,
your wife
P.S. When I removed it for safekeeping, it took one layer of Christian's skin with it.
June 10, 2012
The Best Medicine
I recently read an incredible blog post. It made me want to be more accepting and tolerant and slow to judge. And it made me wish I still devoted time to write regularly, here on this blog, and in my journal. But for this period of my life, with the onset of frequent migraines, a demanding teaching assignment at church, yellow-shirt-wearing duties, and my four little munchkins, I seem to only be able
to eek out tiny chunks of time for writing. And mostly, it's just to
exploit--I mean introduce--something funny my kids say or do.
I am grateful for the chance this blog gave me to hone my writing skills, and discover my interest in making people laugh. And so, I have decided to change my blog's name. Since "Pioneer Woman" was already taken, and "Exploiting My Children" was too creepy, I settled for "The Best Medicine"....in hopes that no one thinks of apples or penicillin, but HUMOR!
And in the name of exploitation, here are a few gems from my little people.
It's amazing how many veggies my kids will gobble up if they can wash them down with aerosol dairy products.
German pancakes are also highly motivating around here.
This little monkey only likes the pacifier to play with. Or, in this case, to almost swallow whole.
These are BEAUTIFUL name tags Eliza made for Mother's Day. Homemade from hand-torn scraps of a Kleenex. Isn't that so organic?
Sage made a gigantic "Health Poster."
I LOVE her suggestions.
A few of my favorites:
--Eat three HEALTHY meals each day. Activity: Try to eat at least 6 veggies, 5 fruits, 4 grains, 3 meats, 2 things in the milk group each day. When you have been doing that for a month, add all the food together. Then you will know about how much healthy food you eat in a month!
--Sleep to survive. Sleep is very important. Activity: when you get home from school, try to take a nap at least from 3:30-4. It has to be at least 30 minutes to reach your goal.
--Shelter. Your Home. If you've seen the castles in the library, you know what I'm talking about. Try to make one of those, but a house. If you can, make some people to go with it.
--Now you know some pretty good ways to try and be healthy. Go and try some at home.
You know the phrase, "If you don't laugh, you'll cry"? Sometimes I change that phrase to "If you don't blog about it, you'll cry."
Blogging and laughter...they're really the best medicine, don't you think?
I am grateful for the chance this blog gave me to hone my writing skills, and discover my interest in making people laugh. And so, I have decided to change my blog's name. Since "Pioneer Woman" was already taken, and "Exploiting My Children" was too creepy, I settled for "The Best Medicine"....in hopes that no one thinks of apples or penicillin, but HUMOR!
And in the name of exploitation, here are a few gems from my little people.
It's amazing how many veggies my kids will gobble up if they can wash them down with aerosol dairy products.
German pancakes are also highly motivating around here.
This little monkey only likes the pacifier to play with. Or, in this case, to almost swallow whole.
These are BEAUTIFUL name tags Eliza made for Mother's Day. Homemade from hand-torn scraps of a Kleenex. Isn't that so organic?
Sage made a gigantic "Health Poster."
I LOVE her suggestions.
A few of my favorites:
--Eat three HEALTHY meals each day. Activity: Try to eat at least 6 veggies, 5 fruits, 4 grains, 3 meats, 2 things in the milk group each day. When you have been doing that for a month, add all the food together. Then you will know about how much healthy food you eat in a month!
--Sleep to survive. Sleep is very important. Activity: when you get home from school, try to take a nap at least from 3:30-4. It has to be at least 30 minutes to reach your goal.
--Shelter. Your Home. If you've seen the castles in the library, you know what I'm talking about. Try to make one of those, but a house. If you can, make some people to go with it.
--Now you know some pretty good ways to try and be healthy. Go and try some at home.
You know the phrase, "If you don't laugh, you'll cry"? Sometimes I change that phrase to "If you don't blog about it, you'll cry."
Blogging and laughter...they're really the best medicine, don't you think?
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