Changing Saturdays Creation.

Monday: God created Heaven and Earth, and Day and Night.

Tuesday: He divided the waters and the firmament.

Wednesday: He created the grass, and the trees, made so the trees would produce fruits.

Thursday: He created the Sun, to rule the day, and the moon to rule the night, and the stars.

Friday: God created the whales and all the living creatures under the sea.
Saturday: God, said: Let the earth bring forth the living creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping things, and beasts of the earth.


wow, Wow, WOW... Rewind... 
CREEPING THINGS??!! 
Just the name makes me cringe. 


I may be the only one who sometimes think... "well in my world..."  For example: When I create a world, chocolate will NOT give any one zits, and will be part of the food pyramid. NO one will have a bad hair day. THERE will be no money involved. And now of course... NO CREEPING THINGS! 
God could have saved some time, and not have made, roaches, and TICKS, and ants, and oh, THE SPIDERS.

Can you see the size of this BEAST. 

This creeping thing, was on the back of the house, and I found it when I was mowing last week. 

Really no point on these thing being around in my mind...
God also created man on Saturday, I thought of getting rid of the day completely but I just could not give p the good things that comes with Saturdays.

Like baking Brownies with my kiddos,

Or relaxing, while eating all of my chocolate chips. (which if you remember, it's perfectly ok... Because it in the bottom of the food pyramid)

Having a sleep over with some good'ol friends.

Creating a masterpiece.

 

And over all... Just spending time with loved ones. 

No More Fridays...

Monday: God created Heaven and Earth, and Day and Night.

Tuesday: He divided the waters and the firmament.

Wednesday: He created the grass, and the trees, made so the trees would produce fruits.

Thursday: He created the Sun, to rule the day, and the moon to rule the night, and the stars.

Friday: 

Soooo Busy!!!

My life has been so busy lately... I am taking photos like no tomorrow, log on to my other blog to see some coming soon! martosphotography.blogspot.com I have not been a good blogger, But some exciting things have happened. Stephanie is a good little talker lately. I was worried she was not making an effort to talk at all. But in the past week or so she started saying some words...

Mommammamma (when she is crying)

Daddy

and her third word was... SHOE (i think I am in a bit trouble)

Hot

Juice

She is also making an effort to say other words but I still cannot understand,

Well moving on to some other news... We found out that we needed a bigger car, (for reasons I was told not to disclose) Let's just say the car told us. And $500.00 dollars later we got the message! LOUD AND CLEAR! So we had to get a another one and it could not be a Van. SOOO..... Good Bye future dream van... Yes I was dreaming of a van in a couple of years! After all I am a Mormon Mommy! You know the ones that opens the door automatically, and the captains chair, and all the room in the world??? Yeah one of those I wanted. However...

I am just as happy if not more with my second Mormon mommy car of choice! A mist gold Suburban. And it does have all the room in the world. Actually I LOVE IT! I feel like I am driving the Truck all over again. You know the one my husband against my will traded in for his Lawn mower, I mean Mustang.  Spencer also loves the car, he tells me. I love you mommy and I love our new car.

I do have to thank my father in law for making it possible.

In another note... I have a few of them today. I had a surprise at church today... As I was leaving the for church today I received a text message from my husband, (will you be in time for sacrament meeting today?) I know I know... It's sad that such questions is asked, but it's the truth, my truth. Anyways I replied with a SURE! As I grabbed the diaper bag, my purse, my 17 month, old and a glass of milk as breakfast. Screamed at my 4 years old to get in the car and put his seat belt. And took the 30 minute journey to church. I got there as the bishop stood to talk, and as I looked at the stand the Stake presidency was there. And if your a Mormon you know that means trouble. Yep!!! Just in time to sustain my husband as first counselor in the bishopric. My first thought??!! I better get used to having a glass of milk for breakfast on Sunday mornings, this will be a very long Journey! 

And I saved the very best for last!!!

I went to Dr.'s office this week to get the test results. And I have GREAT news. I have a genetic condition, it's a blood clotting condition, My THICK blood causes little clots which are fatal for a fetus the size of a pinhead, and all I have to do is take some baby aspirin and some folic acid, if that doesn't work then I have to take blood thinners. Which can be a little dangerous, but I will do anything. Lots of prayer from now on and back to the journey we go. Wish me luck.

The (not so) Hard life...

I know... I know... for the past 2 weeks we have been in vacation. While daddy has worked over 15 hour days. I am not proud of that. The pool and the beach in the other hand has seen us at least once a day, everyday. I would not complain, if it was not for the fact that my hair now has a mind of it's own... After so much salt, sun and chlorine, it now has days to look like a mop and others to look like hay straws.  Which is great, I mean I've always wandered how I would look as a scare crow. 

Anyways, yesterday we went to the beach again and the kids are getting bored with it... Did you know that running back and forth between trying to drown and getting hit by a car only keeps a kid entertained for a short while? Well it does... and a mother has only so many... " Spencer, don't go so deep!" while running after the other screaming... "and you, Stephanie... STOP. look the car is coming!"  So mommy got her hands dirty, and once again got sand all over areas that should not have sand... I really don't like sand. But we built a HUGE sand castle. The kids had fun for a little while, they were so excited with the idea of building a castle taller then them. Until I told them they could not destroy it, because it was for pictures purpose only!!! I mean... can you imagine how cute that page will be? I already know which stickers to buy at Michaels.

Well, before I go off to another pool gathering today I wanted to post some of the pics we took. So daddy can at least see the fun we are having. 

But lets make it CLEAR as mud... I miss you more then ever hunny, and really wish you were here.

Ok... So I have to write this down before I forget...

About a month ago, when Diane was up at our house and the kids were playing outside... She stepped out to lather her kids with sun screen. After finishing her kids she turned to Spencer and asked him if it was his turn. This was his reply... "Nahh... Jesus made me with skin that doesn't burn!" I have no Idea where he got that one... And Yes I do lather them with sun screen too, but still they tan more then me... Must be the Spaniard blood in them...   

Cheetos, great at the beach. NOT so great in the car.

Spencer and Andrew's finishing touch...

I cannot believe my little man is swimming like a fish. He is soooo good at it.

And this little one is not too far behind. 

All the things we've done...

So... I came here tonight to tell you about all the things we have done lately. Tell you how we have been surrounded with family and friends. Doing all sorts of fun things...

Tell you all about the places that this little feet has been in, and all the miles it has walked (Ran)... BUT...

I just realized that I did not take my camera with me, to any of it. So I will just tell you about it... We have been to the beach a few times, and to the children's museum, and the Pool, and SHOPPING. We have gone to garage sales and farmers market... 

We have played outside, and gone to eat some yummy things. We walked and looked for shells at the beach and dug a few holes and got sand up our crack. We learned that water wings are indeed freedom and not an arm lock down. We learned that falling of the shopping cart at Target head first on the floor is not fun, and that jumping in the bed will get you in trouble very fast.  We learned that mommy is not a happy person at 6 in the morning, and that 4 year olds may not share a room with a toddler. We ran to the street while mommy got up to get a drink, and grandma had to be speedy Gonzales for a second there. So after so much fun... 

It's only fair that we end a long day like this...

Nothings warms a mothers heart more then seeing her sleepy baby, after a long day of "fun".

If only Daddy could be here to join the fun... We miss you daddy!!! We will see you soon... But for now we will continue to drive mommy crazy and making her walk miles after us, with no break after 6 P.M. 

Yes!!! WE MISS YOU DADDY!!! A TON!!! 

Today...

Today I am just counting my blessings. Sometimes I think it's needed for one to be reminded of how grate life truly is! Soooo...  Let me dig my PC for those Pics...

I am grateful for... My Parents, 

I am so thankful for my amazing parents. Who have sacrificed their lives, beyond understanding. So that we could have a better life. So... Thank you mom and dad, for all you have done.

I am grateful for.. Sisters!

There is no friendship like the one of a sister. Thank you Andressa, and Larissa. For being my sisters, I love you!

I am grateful for... December 13th, 2003.

That was the day that I married my best friend, I will always be thankful for that day, and for him. 

Honey, words will never be enough to tell you how much I love you. But I will try with this very familiar quote. "I have loved you even before we came to this earth, and I will love you throughout eternity." You have far exceeded my expectations for a husband, father, and you know everything else that you are.

I am grateful for... Spencer Nicholas... 

In 2006 made me a mother, you will always be special son. You have a purpose in your life, and very special journey ahead of you. I hope I can always walk along your side, and protect you. Know that you have been wanted and loved many years before you were here.

I am grateful for... Stephanie Elizabeth...

In 2009 you again made a dream come true, every mother needs a little girl. And you have made life a bliss. You are beautiful inside and out. You too have a special reason to be here at this time. 

 

I am grateful for... GOOD Doctors... 

They are very hard to come by, and I love my Doctor. Without him I don't know that I would have had Stephanie when I did. So Thanks Doc.

I am grateful for... Our House,

This is where we are building our family, This is where we come to, to be aways from the world. This is our haven on Earth. And how blessed we are to have it. 

I am grateful for... Friends!

What is life if you can't share it with those you love? Friends are an extension of our families. I treasure friendships, and I am grateful for all the ones I have. Love you guys!!!

 I am grateful for Eternal Families... 

Yes! There is nothing more calming and refreshing then to know that we are a family for ever, Yes! Even after we die. Why should something as beautiful as this end in a box under dirt?  

I am grateful for... A Savior.

Some one who has done the ultimate sacrifice for me. How could I not be grateful to Him. He is there and has always been there, has carried me through many rough patches of my life. He is My savior and my redeemer, He is the reason I have so many things to be grateful for. So it leaves me no choice but to say... I love him for all of it. 

"When upon life's billows you are tempted tossed,

When you are discouraged thinking all is lost,

Count you many blessings name them one by one, 

And it will surprise you what the Lord has done."

Negativitycillin

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Do NOT read this post, if pregnant or have a child who is under the age of 5 years old and believe that it's okay to have a gun laying around the house.
Keep out of reach of children's ears.
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only...........................May read this post and get whatever out of it.........................One time only.
Children under 
parenthood....................Do not read it. You just might not understand.


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• This post was written out of frustration
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Warnings
This may offend some people and if it does I am sorry, but this is my blog and I am using one of my amendments. 
For a more cohesive reading, ignore the picture and red letters and come back to it later.

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We LOVE play dates....

If you made it this far you want to know what the fuss is all about... And to soften the blow, I am adding some candy for the eye. Pictures of My kids...

I have a few things that I am terrified of. GUNS, SWIMMING POOLS, and a few others that I rather not mention here in case... Just in case you are a weirdo that is stalking me. 

Girls stick together amidst the boys...

Let me break it down to you:

Swimming Pools: No I am not afraid to go swimming, I am not afraid of the water at all actually. I am a very strong Swimmer. And if I may brag... It is the only thing I can beat my husband in. So why the fear??? When I was about 7 years old I saw my father who is actually a stronger swimmer jump in the water at my grandmother's house to save my 2 year old sister who was now at the bottom of the pool and not moving... I saw her pale little face and motionless body come out of the water... I remember the horror in my mothers cry, the desperation the feeling of total loss of control and guilt. Fortunately my father was able to give her CPR and after a few seconds water shot out of her and little by little she came back to us. 

Now you may think... WELL where were the parents??? Why were they not watching her??? They were... at least they thought. We were all, mom, dad and I, we were cleaning the car feet's away from the pool. It took less then 60 seconds while they were vacuuming the front seats, and they looked up and she was gone.

I also have a cousin who when she was 18 months old, wondered out of her room after a nap and without the baby sitter seeing. Jumped in the pool, unfortunately it was too late by the time she was found. WELL, You may think... I have a fence around my pool, or I am always aware of the door to the outside.  They not only had a fence, but they had a wall that separated the back yard to the pool, and a small gate that had one of those sliding locks on it. But all it took was an older sibling forgetting a toy by the pool and leaving the gate slightly open for a tragedy to happen and an older child having to live with that guilt forever. Do you think that a few days of fun in the pool is worth the chance of that happening?

Black Berry Smoothies Anyone?

NOT IN A MILLION YEARS. So no!!! We will NEVER have a house with a pool. Because I am terrified of it. And for the record it feels ok to me, to have a small plastic one, and even an above the ground pool without a latter.

This is her MAD face when you tell her... NO!

GUNS: I hate guns... Until I met my husband I had never even touched one, and I was terrified when he told me that he owned 3 of those brain blowing thingy magigger. He grew up in Wyoming... So HELOOO!!! Of course he has them. I cannot convince him of getting rid of it.(I think it makes him feel manly to know he owns one)  So we still have them, the kids do not know we have them, and they are locked in the storage room above the house. 

Who Knew A single Slice of Pizza could be soooo messy.

I believe it was my father or it may have been one of his 4 brothers... who when he was little found my grandfathers gun, which he knew that he had but had to spend a little time looking for it. And had used it times before, to go have a good old time as a father son activity. Well he found it on the top shelve of the closet, and was showing his younger brother and the gun went off. It literally missed his brother's brain by a few inches and through the wall it went. Hum... SO here is the conversation that got me mad... Unfortunately I am guilty of having a facebook and I go in there when I want to see how narrow minded and ignorant some people are. This following discussion went on.

But just leave it up to Missie and a Messy she will do.

Ignorant fellow friend #1:

Since when are pediatricians asking parents if they have guns in the house?? There's a major story in the news about a family who refused to answer that question and the pediatrician promptly discharged them from his care! Last tues when (daughter) got her shots, they asked me as well! Since when is it any business of theirs?

ME: Since children started shooting their siblings for irresponsible parents who don't have them locked.

 Another and yet just as ignorant fellow friend #2: Actually Vanessa...it would be parents who don't teach their kids to respect them. I saw a lot of unlocked guns in Utah, including rifles in the bedrooms of teenagers...never any stories of shooting because those kids were properly taught to respect them and that those rifles were NEVER touched unless they were out target shooting or hunting with their father.

Ignorant Fellow friend #1: Which is how I raise my kids: to respect guns. They're scared to touch them! I let them shoot the smaller .22 and they've seen what destructive power and how loud my handgun and shotgun are.

Oh!!! Look Mom what a great Idea....

So you can tell I did not even reply to that one... RIGHT? 

Here are my thoughts.... First of all, why is Utah the roll model for the world? Hum... Lots of good people there but even worse people there too.  And Second, I am not talking about Teens, obviously if a teen wanted to shoot something they would find a way... I am talking about the little ones, you know the ones that you tell them 10 times that its hot and still they touch it... or the ones that fall down the stairs every day, and yet think they can do it the next day. The ones that would take a gun because they play cowboys all day with the plastic ones that WE give them... Well how cool it would be to play with DADDY"S cowboy gun.

I think it must be a kid thing... I never wondered how that would feel.

And final thought.... If you are so good at teaching them to respect the guns... SPEND that skill teaching them to respect their mothers, and fathers, teach them to respect teachers at school, and the elderly. And better yet, the name of their father in Heaven... How about that? After you have mastered all those by the age of 4. Please by all means Teach them to respect the gun that you can't take 30 seconds of your life and 

My Son... He owns a part of my heart.

LOCK IT UP!

I cannot imagine life without them.

I am sorry if I was harsh, I have very strong opinions. And I know I could not live with the guilt of knowing that I did not learn from someone else's mistake and facilitated the tragedy that took one of my most precious possessions... JUST SAYING!!!