August 25, 2016

I just saw this blog post, and it made me want to write. I feel a little guilty about it because I am way behind on a lot of posts I want to write first and also because I am supposed to be putting together a Relief Society lesson for Sunday. I've feeling overwhelmed by the first and uninspired by the second.

I remember when I didn't pick at my split ends all the time because I had a pixie cut. I remember when I first cut my hair short, I wondered if any boys at BYU would pay any attention to me. I was sure Tyler Haws never would, but miraculously that was a risk I was willing to take. Thankfully, Stefan did pay attention to me. Now he asks me all the time if I'll ever cut it that short again. "You can, you know." And I do know. He doesn't need to tell me. I can do whatever I want! But it's nice that he does tell me. It's cute that he liked my short hair, and that he reminds me of it. I love Stefan. 

I need to write for four more minutes. 

I remember when... about the same time I cut my hair, I really wanted to serve a mission. The age for girls had just been lowered to nineteen, and I was twenty. I think.. right? Yes. I had just turned twenty. I wanted to serve, but I was also really scared. I didn't personally know a lot of girls who had gone. I guess I did, but I wasn't especially close with them? They were a lot older than I was. Part of me wanted to serve, but part of me honestly could not picture it. It was like some kind of mental block. I couldn't see it, however hard I tried. Again, thankfully, Stefan came into my life. And, after a while, I could picture myself marrying him. And it felt like a very good idea. And so that is what I did.

I guess this turned into a post about how much I like Stefan, but I won't complain about that!


August 04, 2016

Right now my calling (assignment) at church is to teach Relief Society once a month. I prepare a forty-five minute lesson for all the adult women in our congregation on the fourth Sunday, and I get to base my lesson on recent messages from General Conference! I love it. Last month my lesson was on Elder Holland's talk, Tomorrow the Lord Will Do Wonders Among You. This isn't the first time I've been asked to teach in Relief Society, so I thought by now I would be pretty comfortable with it. Instead, I've been feeling more and more nervous each month. June was especially rough for me, so when I taught in July I decided to bring something for everyone. At least they would come away with a little gift, even if the lesson was terrible! I bought a bag of Ghirardelli chocolates and printed copies of this handout I made on my phone. (Special thanks to my boys for buying me pretty flowers so I had a nice picture to use/why does having fresh flowers in the house make me so much happier? It's like magic.) Anyway, I received the most positive feedback of any lesson yet, so I guess that means my bribes worked! It probably also means I've raised the bar for myself, which is kind of a bummer only because those chocolates are expensive. Whoops.


August 02, 2016

^^^ we call it his adventure hat.

I know I'm months behind with my posts, but I was still trying really hard to keep them in chronological order. However, it turns out it's way easier to make a quick post about the Fourth of July than it is to write a long post about our time in London! And I want to keep writing so I don't completely lose momentum. So here you go!:

I love celebrating the Fourth of July and knew whatever we did this year, it had to be outside - all day! Fortunately, our morning at the beach was overcast and cool. Unfortunately, those are the days we get the worst sunburns.. We had sunscreen with us, but when you're a little chilly you're just sure you don't need to use it. I feel like we need to have a day like that at least once every summer. Then we spend a week bathing in aloe and re-learn our lesson. 

We spent a good chunk of the day at the beach playing horse shoes, napping, "sailing," and snacking. Peter loved being outside and dipping his toes in the sand and water. He was a good napper, and a happy boy all day. After the beach we headed back for a barbecue, complete with three different homemade desserts. #America! We passed on fireworks this year because we were really working on a set bedtime routine for Peter, and all the firework shows started kind of late. Plus we didn't know if he would get scared? Also traffic. But we did catch a few random fireworks on our drive home! Stefan even let me play my Fourth of July playlist it the car, and of course I wore my American flag hat. It was a great day.