Halloween 09: You Know Your Kids Are Getting Older When...

Death, Bones, and Ninja aka Noah, Elijah, and Spencer
Elijah walking in his schools costume parade
Death...coming to get ya...
At Spencer's school, they got to go trick or treating around the zoo and wow, did he come home with a loot of candy.


As I reflect upon Halloweens past, I recall three cute little boys, dressed up in fun cuddly costumes ie: Pooh Bear as a bumble bee (my personal favorite), Tigger, a jaw-wah (okay not so cute and cuddly but not DEATH!), of course Harry Potter and a few other Star War character favorites thrown into the mix for good measure. However, this year I finally realized that my boys are growing...by the costumes they choose. I guess that's the problem right there, I let THEM pick their costumes but you know I have to loosen the reigns eventually. I figured Noah would probably be beaten up if I made him dress up as Christopher Robin. But how cute would that be for Noah to be Christopher Robin and Elijah as Pooh Bear and Spencer as Tigger...okay, okay, yes they would ALL get beaten up if I did that but still a mother of three can dream can't she?

Actually I think more appropriately they should have dressed up like the 3 Stooges...again a mother can dream can't she...

Yup...It's Official...

No, I am not pregnant and I certainly did NOT win the lottery, however it would come in handy, anyway, the official part is I am like my Mom. I am sharing a scripture that just seems to hit close to home and maybe it will hit close to your home as well:

Mosiah 24:14 "And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions."

I say that I am officially like my Mom because she is always sending us scriptures and little tid-bits from the Leadership of the Church so yup, it is official!

Potter Monster Mash

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A Typical Conversation About a Typical Topic

The other day I took the boys to Mahoney State Park, when we got home we were all starving and this was the conversation that I had with Spencer...it was rather humorous:

Spencer (yelling at me from bottom of steps): Mom, MOM, I'm hungry, are you going to fix dinner?
Mom (yelling at the top of the steps being a smart A): Well, I thought you were going to fix dinner tonight?
Spencer (yelling, with a little bit of attitude): But it IS nightime!
Mom (chuckling and yelling at the same time): Well, I thought YOU were going to fix dinner!
Spencer (putting his little hands on his hips and getting a little agitated): ME?
Mom (laughing and hamming up just a little bit): YEA!
Spencer (yelling and getting even more agitated): I'm not cooking dinner!
Mom (wondering how long I can drag this out): Why not?
Spencer (not missing a beat): Cuz, I'm not the MOM!

We ended up eating corn bread and taco soup...prepared NOT by Spencer.

A Letter To All....

Dear All,

So I have been thinking about a lot lately...okay not really but it makes me sound smart and sometimes I need a little intelligence added to my intelligence. Anyway, I have been thinking about how I am not taking the time to communicate with you, our loved ones and distant friends. It's not that I don't love you, or consider you close and personal friends of the Potter family, it's just that I am always, ALWAYS, on my phone dealing with the latest and greatest problem in our ward. For the two of you who don't know, I am the Relief Society President, little did I know that this calling would turn into Person On The Phone 24/7 Dealing With Other Peoples Problems.

In fact before I received this calling, I had the 1500 minute plan on my phone, I never went over on my minutes. But now, with this calling, Jim put me on the unlimited phone plan...I have used 1205 minutes and I still have 2 weeks until my billing cycle ends. Any questions?

So why am I making this post, I will tell you why...If you don't get a call from me for a while, or an email, just know it isn't because I love you or I am not thinking of you, but by the end of the day, I am so tired of talking that I just can't talk anymore. I know, me...tired of talking...who knew?

Love and kisses from the land of corn and cows, or in other words, corny-cows!
Ann

A Weekend Update

The happy family...Noah, in typical fashion, will not look at the camera...BOYS!

Somebody making some random comment about this weird and random ceremony!

A distant memory of a distant conversation:

old lady at church: WOW! Three boys, you are going to learn to love Scouts.

young lady at church (aka, me): What's scouts?

Well, I have learned quickly what scouts is...um, maybe I will be able to tell you by the time Spencer has entered the sacred tradition of blues shirts, weird badges, and skits that make NO sense. Until now, I just know that scouts is a tradition of blue shirts (really...blue polyester, come on!), weird badges (that I seem to always sow on in the WRONG place) and skits that make no sense (left hand grater, right hand cheese...let's give them a big GREAT!...what?)

Even though I am absolutely baffled by this long standing institution, the other night Noah received is tiger...no his lion...um, no, oh ya, his Wolf! I now have two pins, a Bear and a Wolf. Wait, three pins. He has a Bobcat too. What an animal!

A Worthy Read...A Total Birkin!

I just finished "The Book Thief" for my first ever book club...book club, club...anyway enough with the books and the clubs, it's all about the book...the BOOK. Please read this book, it is so good and it is so unique that I would be constantly thinking about what I had read the night before. I don't want to give a lot away, but just read it. I am now going to start rating the books I read but of course I have to do it on my scale:

A 3 star book, a must read will be called a "Birkin" because I feel that the ultimate bag would be a Herme Birkin bag hence a must read...got it.

A 2 star book, is just okay, or wait until the movie comes out, would be a knock-off or a "Prodo" it may look like the real thing, but honey, it just isn't...you know it's fake, your friends knows its a fake, everybody knows its a fake.

A 1 star book, oh good gravy I didn't even finish it, it just wasn't worth my time will be a "Wal-Mart" bag...just like a 1 star book is not worth your time, a Wal-Mart purse is NOT worth your money.

So there, my rating system has begun, you may not agree with my rating system, but frankly I don't really care...it's my blog and I can rant and rave if I want too...


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A Quick Glance Into Insight.

I am usually not one to throw religion into the faces of my loved ones but I must take this minute and toss a few religious thoughts out there. This past weekend was General Conference and because only three people read this blog, and all three are LDS, they know what General Conference is. I loved the talks, I love the spirit that was felt and I loved the way it rejuvenated me, spiritually, physically, and mentally.

I was most impressed with Jeffery R. Holand's talk, maybe it was because he was talking a little bit louder than most, but he talked with such zest, such zeal that you couldn't but help take notice. I love how he is so black and white, I create a lot of gray and get boggled down by my own weaknesses but with such talks as this, it wipes away the distorted.

I must admit, I miss President Hinckley. I just never thought I would miss a man that I had never met, that I had never talked too, that didn't know my face but he knew my problems, he understood my fears...I miss him and I easily get choked up when I see his picture as well as hear his voice. I do love President Monson however and I always love his stories...he has lead an incredible life.

I am so grateful that we have this inspired weekend to look forward to every six months. I remember as a kid, teenager, not to long ago, that I always looked forward to conference because I could sleep all day, now I look forward to conference to receive guidance, inspiration, to feel the Spirit. I hope all of you...okay the 3 of you, felt the same way.