Thursday, July 28, 2011

Eagle Court of Honor

Well, Mr. Cool finally had his big Eagle Court of Honor.  Here are some pictures.  I sure am proud of that young man!  It's awe-inspiring to see him grow and put off some of the silly to exchange it for reverence and dignity.  He is hard-working, capable, and dependable.

A lot of great men poured manhood into this boy!







It was fun to see him exercising some character traits that he mostly keeps safely packed away so as to not damage his image. 

Here he is being humble--WOW:

Brotherly, friendly and helpful:
What fine, upstanding youth! 

They clean up real good!
(Who knows what's going on behind the Dudley Do-Right smiles, though.)
(I had a most-convenient migraine that day, but mercifully my dad had some narcotics that held it at bay. Not my best day for pictures--and where is Brenda with her Photoshop editing skills when I need her!?! 'Cause even when it's all about Mr. C, it's really all about me. ;)       )
They turned the time over to him at the end. He spoke clearly, in FULL SENTENCES, and with dignity! He thanked people! Again, WOW!   Who'd uv thunk it?

(Uh, turn your head sideways.  I'm apparently unable to fix this glitch.  No worries.)

Little P, all dressed in white--what were we thinking!?!--you gotta love the socks!

We miss our great friends!

Thanks for taking the pictures and for the steak dinner afterwards, Grandpa!


A few memorable mishaps:
--Left his shirt, sash thingy and merit badges at home.  Had to borrow from a friend.
--Missed the original Court of Honor with his friend.  Rescheduled for the next day.  Oye! 
--Previously mentioned migraine along with general hormonal instability (mine, not his).
--Arrived home in time to kick him out the door for his High Adventure 50 mile hike.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

New Pictures

My personal photographer and one of my favorite sisters did a photo shoot for us.  Awesome!  Some of the new picts are already on, more to come. 
Thanks, Brenda!

Also, Eagle Court of Honor was awesome!  Pictures to come later, also.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Bad Mama

Family Sitting in Church  - Vendor: iClipartOn a recent Sunday, the Nellie Family sat dressed, clean and EARLY for the 9:00 am Church meeting.  Afterwards, I taught a spiritual, prepared, well received Sunday School lesson to Mr. Cool's class.

Retro Mom with a Plate of Homemade Cookies - Vendor: iClipart
Then a beautiful family lunch, which a friend and I also delivered to another friend and her family who live in a temporary Crazy-Land.  (If you ever make it out of there, you ought to remember those who remain!)

Pretty Redheaded Retro Style Woman - Vendor: iClipartI spent the afternoon giving each Nellie individual "Sabbath Conference" time; coordinating calendars, setting goals, making to-do lists, etc...Planned for an Eagle Court of Honor, Girls' Camp 4th year hike, Scout physical appointment, famly campout, Weblos day camp, Boy Scout High Adventure 50-miler, Cub Scout Pack Meeting, Drama Class and final performance, birthday party, two upcoming famly reunions and a baptism.  (Whew!)

Proud Girl Holding Up the Sun Picture She Drew - Vendor: iClipartI worked on the Personal Progress Program with two YW Nellies (And signed off my last one!  I earned it again!  Go, me!) Signed off several Weblos achievements, delivered several various scout forms to two different locations.  We waded through 6 pages of the cute Preparing for Baptism workbook, started a new Faith in God workbook, and colored in the Littles' Sunday books. 


Retro Woman At Your Service - Vendor: iClipartWaffles and Ice Cream for our traditional Breakfast For Dinner Sunday meal--yeah, Mom!  Had Family Scriptures, Prayer and typical bedtime routine for almost everyone




Then I fell into bed completely exhausted and DISCOURAGED.

Discouraged?  Completely and totally.  Beat myself up good.

Cartoon of a Spoiled Little Boy Throwing a Fit clipartWell, after dinner and then during the next hour and a half, Little P had thrown a "Grand-Mal Tantrum." Her bedtime routine that night had been anything BUT. 

The entire tantrum was a power-struggle over the word, "Please."

Cartoon of a Woman with Insomnia - Vendor: iClipartAnd although for the most part we were remarkably patient, calm and gentle; and in spite of the eventual surrender and loving finale; I couldn't stop second-guessing myself about the root cause of the disturbance; maybe her diet, or my parenting skills, or behavioral tecniques, propensity towards ingrown toenails; everything remotely guilt-inducing was brought to the table.  How had I failed?  Any suggestions were welcomed and accepted--irrational or otherwise. 



Handsome Prince's thoughts on the matter?  "She sure is strong-willed, isn't she?"  Then he rolled over and fell asleep.
Dad Asleep in His Hammock - Vendor: iClipart

Why, when I should have felt like a million bucks, did I feel more like $1.50? 

How could I have spent the entire day immersed in God's work, serving His children and then forget that I am also His Daughter?

Mary and the Resurrected Jesus ChristMercifully, He reminded me. 

Jesus Christ paid the price for me, because I will always fall short.  Oh, how I love Him!


Sure glad tomorrow is a new day.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Unstable

Six of my Nellies are girls.  This has made me develop some creative coping mechanisms.  Most of them seem hilarious to me at the time. 

Yesterday I told a screaming little girl at the library not to cry, we would find her mommy. 

Ha!  I was her mommy (Little Nellie K). 

Today I opened the bathroom door to a screaming Nellie P, quickly grabbed her and pulled her into my interrupted shower with me, she was fully clothed. 

Whatever works, I guess.

COMING SOON:  New family picts.

Friday, July 1, 2011

NO SLEEP TONIGHT

My sister once wrote a letter to the ever-elusive sleep, and in that spirit:



Last night, as we battled the night-games and fireworks just outside our front door; desperate for a bedtime, knowing on some level that nocturnal rest aspirations at our house are mostly desperate fantasy anyway; another glitch surfaced to kill any hope.


Sweet P had already made it clear that she could not go downstairs to the laudry room alone to get her pajamas, as we had found a spider there the day before.  Handsome Prince appeared to rescue her from the horrors of nakedness and aracnids, bless his heart, and he bravely accompanied her. 
(I know, I KNOW!  I'll put the clothes away some day.  At least it was clean and folded, OK?)

After an abbreviated scripture study and family prayer, and a firm, "NO!  We are DONE playing outside!  It's 10:30!" I finally herded the three littles into their room.  This is when the unthinkable happened. 


Now, normally I encourage the old adage, "Look before you leap," but last night I wish she'd never seen  (Gasp!) The Spider On Her Bed

Even though we caught it, squished it, and flushed it, the damage was done.
( I have to be thankful that we didn't have a renegade spider somewhere in the bed, spotted briefly but running loose.   We would have had to rent a hotel.)

 I've discovered on more than one occasion that it doesn't take much to send a 5 year-old girl into hysterics. Last night was no exception. 


Oye, I'm so tired!


 
It's worth noting that in the midst of all the chaos, Mr. Cool thought it would be a good idea to bring up the dead spider he had just found in the basement.  I guess his reasoning was that it could have been worse--"Look how big this one was!" Helpful.