There is a big feed lot down on the island of 4300 East. It's been there for awhile, but I had never seen it. The boys liked the tack room.
A few pictures while we were waiting for directions on where to go. It was very bright outside in a field of bright white snow. Kasen told me he probably burned his eyeballs out waiting for me to take the pictures.
While Grandpa was loading the hay on the truck, Kasen made a rope out of twine and practiced on Heath. I remember playing on the big ton bales and climbing up to the top and running across with cousins. Not a very safe activity when I think about it with a mother's perspective!
It was really fun to go spend the morning feeding cows again. It's been a long time. It brought back a lot of memories for me and I know Jed likes to be around the cows. It's fun to take Kasen and make him work a little bit too. My dad recently bought quite a few red cows. I, as I do so many animals, matched them perfectly.
On our way home we spotted two giant moose in the Riverbend subdivision. It's cool to be able to see moose so often in there, but kinda' scary too when your kids want to go outside and play...
We stopped to see our other grandparents before heading home. Mostly so the kids could give Grandpa some birthday spankings! Ava is getting really close to passing Grandpa in height. And Kasen isn't too far away from catching Grandma! The kids love seeing their grandparents and we are so thankful they have such good ones!
OUR PROPHET - On January 2nd, our prophet passed away. He was 90 years old. He had been the prophet for almost 10 years. We knew he hadn't been well for quite awhile and hadn't even been able to come to General Conference in October, so with the sadness came a lot of joy for him to move on to the next life! The thing I loved most about President Monson was how he almost had a sing-song type of voice. When he spoke it was like listening to a poem or rhyme. His life was one of pure service and selflessness. This is one of my favorite quotes from him given in 2017. His last conference talk was all about the importance of the Book of Mormon and he pleaded with members to gain a testimony of it. President Monson will be missed on Earth, but I can't imagine the welcome he received on the other side!
Next in line to be the prophet was Russell M. Nelson. I love that it is common knowledge who will be the next prophet in the LDS church. There is no campaigning or ulterior motives in play. The 1st presidency was rearranged and Elder Oaks was called in. In order of seniority, he will be the prophet after Pres. Nelson. President Nelson is 93 yrs old. He is as healthy as they come and I'm excited to sustain him as the prophet at the next conference. There will also be two new apostles called. It will be a very exciting spring conference!
WINTER BREAK CONT. - After we got back from the holiday weekend in Eastern Idaho, the kids still had the entire week out of school. Kinsley had been begging to cut her hair for about a month, so I thought it was a good time for everyone to cute haircuts. Jed has been telling Kinsley she can absolutely not cut her hair - because he loves it long. But it was starting to get stringy, and Kinsley has really thin hair so I thought a little cut would help it look nicer and thicken up a bit. All of Kinsley's friends have short hair and that is why she wanted to cut it shorter. I understood that (Jed not so much.) Kinsley finally said, "Mom maybe dad won't let me cut my hair because he is jealous that I even have hair and he doesn't." Jed overheard and thought it was so funny. Finally he agreed that she could cut her hair just not above her shoulders. Ava also got a trim - she wants to keep it long for awhile. Kasen also got a cut. Afterward we went next door to the ice cream shop for a treat.
RESOLUTIONS & GOALS - I had a lot of resolutions for this year. I felt like the last half of 2017 I kinda slipped into a weird funk and had some really negative emotions surface about circumstances in my life. Life really is like running a marathon. I can fully appreciate that metaphor having actually ran a marathon. I told Jed I just felt like the last while I was stuck in mile 16 and things were just hard! Motherhood was hard, marriage was hard, going to church was hard, family was hard, etc. It was really hard to be positive and happy. Which was equally frustrating, because I look around and I feel very blessed and grateful for my life. So many have much harder trials and burdens. This made my feelings even more annoying to me because then I felt guilty or bad or ashamed that I was feeling what I was feeling. It was like a really bad hamster wheel I couldn't jump off of - or like hitting the wall at mile 16 in a marathon and still having so much more to go. Right around Thanksgiving time though I really had a desire to pull out of this funk and make some changes in my life that would put me back in a positive place. I've always been a pretty action-oriented person and it's easy for me to make a game plan and execute it. So I started making lists and goals and more checklists of things I wanted to accomplish in 2018. Some were very simple like "sew Kasen's scout patches on his shirt" to "planting a garden" to "planning family service projects each quarter". It made me really excited for the new year to start! Maybe we have those muddy times where we just feel stuck so that we can slow down and think about what we really want and what direction we really need to go - or more accurately (in my case) slowing down and having to ask more sincerely in prayer where Heavenly Father really wants me to do and how and why. Anyway, a long story short: I feel a lot better and much more hopeful and excited about everything again. That's what I love about resolutions and goals. I thought I'd ask everyone in the family what one goal they had for 2018 was:
- Jed - develop more patience with everyone :) haha
- Emily - plant and harvest a garden
- Ava - become a vegetarian (after 1 month this has since been ammended to eating less meat)
- Kasen - be more aggressive in basketball
- Kinsley - learn how to play soccer & violin
- Dallin - ??? (it's anyones guess, but I'm assuming it doesn't have anything to do with calming down)
Ava had a cool school experience too this month. In 6th grade they have been learning about immigration and the entire grade particapated in a mock immagration to Ellis Island. Each kid was given an identity and story. They had to go through customs, take a test to become an American citizen, etc. They had to empty out their lockers and bring everything with them in their backpacks. Ava was Hankelene Ericson from Scandinavia. She was an artist who was 23 - married and pregnant. She was coming to America with her husband and they had only $150. She said it was really fun. She said some kids got moved up to the front of the immigration line or some got moved back based on where they were coming from. A lot of kids got "detained" or put in "holding" that was like jail. I thought it was awesome and sorta wished I could have had such a cool experience in 6th grade. As much as everyone says that Idaho's education standards are some of the lowest in the nation, I have been very impressed with the public school system here in Ada County since we've been here. And I have very high standards when it comes to education.
Kinsley decided she wanted to be part of the "Kind Kids Club" at her school. Her teacher is in charge of it. So during the month of December Kinsley had to do 10 random acts of kindness and then she could become a member. These were the first four members of the club. The Kind Kids Club gets to do all sorts of fun projects to help other kids at school feel loved, happy, and safe. This month they are making giant letter K's and decorating them for the kindergarteners. Ava also was invited to be in a special club at school. She was nominated by a teacher. It's called the "We Dine Together" club. During one lunch period a week they look for kids that might be sitting alone or look lonely at lunch and they go sit with them. Ava is the only one of her friends in the club and I know it is so hard to leave your group of friends at lunch. She has told us some funny "fails" as she calls them, but I'm so proud of her efforts. I tell my kids at the start of every school year that I don't care if they are popular, I don't care if they are the smartest or the most athletic, I don't care if they are the most stylish - the only thing I care about for that school year is that they give 100% effort in their classes and they are kind and respectful to their classmates and teachers everyday. I feel like they have done a great job making me proud this year. And as a side note, Kinsley learned to tie her own shoes this month!!
JANUARY ACTION - Ava and I have been working on a journaling project together where at the end of everyday we write down a moment when we felt peace in Christ that day. It has been a blessing for me to reflect on "little miracles" that happen everyday that are easy to forget by bedtime. Two miracles that happened this month were not so little though. One morning I woke up and drove the kids down to the end of our lane to catch the bus. I happened to look down and notice I had 1 mile to go before my tank was empty. 1! The closest gas station is just over two miles away. I had to work that day and thought if I drove back to the house to look for a gas can I would probably find one but it may be empty and then I'd have even less gas. So I decided to say a prayer and drive on faith to try and reach the gas station. My cousin told me once when you are low on gas to swerve back and forth so I was driving like a maniac down the road swerving like crazy. I had to drive past the high school and through a light even. Miraculously I made it to the gas station! I seriously have no idea how. But it was awesome! The 2nd miracle happened for my sweet nephew Heath. He was having some serious health problems and had to come urgently to Boise to have some testing done on his kidneys. Based on his symptoms we were really anticipating the worst, but after 3 days here they found out that it was something different than what they initially thought and he should be fine after 6-12 months of treatments. On his first night here before he had a biopsy Kasen and I drove down and took him a goody bag. My sister was exhausted and Heath was pretty nervous for the next morning. One thing we found for his goody bag was Flarp - it is a slimy play-do like thing that makes farting noises. Jeff gave it to the kids once and Kasen though Heath would enjoy it. He was right on. Those two boys laughed and laughed playing with that stuff. We were so glad that everything turned out better than expected for Heath and know it was also another miracle.
Kinsley had to attend a baptism preview this month. She won't get baptized until next January (2019) because her birthday isn't until the end of December but she is still on the list of kids turning 8 this year. It is crazy to think about. She was pretty excited and loves her friends here. We have also been trying to get back into scripture reading. We haven't been good/consistent at it since we moved last summer. We decided to plan a little reward after each book as motivation. So after we finish 1st Nephi we are going to go bowling as a family because Nephi and his family sailed away to a new land on "rolling" waves in the ocean. We do pretty good, but some nights the majority of us fall asleep before we finish. :)
I remember when my younger sister was born a man in our ward died. He had been a bishop - Bishop Welch. I don't really remember him but I remember being in sacrament meeting and my dad bearing his testimony about how it is hard to be so happy sometimes when others are so sad. That a new life brings so much hope and that death can bring so much hope too. It didn't really make sense to me at all. Why would death make you feel hope? How could you feel sad and happy at the same time? I was only probably about 8 at the time. Some lessons in life make a lot more sense with time. I remember feeling so desperately sad when my grandma's died and so happy they could be reunited with their spouses at the same time. It is really easy to feel sad for others. It sometimes makes you feel guilty when things go really well for you and you are really happy. We had to come to Eastern Idaho for a funeral of a fellow classmate. Adam Anderson played football with Jed. He was in our grade. Adam was one of my really good friends. We became really close during our junior and senior year. I loved hanging out with Adam because he was always happy and laughing. He never put any pressure on me to be more than friends. He was just a fun guy. My friend Shalee and I hung out with a group of people that included Adam pretty much everyday from our senior year until I left on my mission. It is crazy how you can have such good friends like that and then life takes you different directions and you lose touch. I haven't talked to Adam since I left on my mission. But it was still devasting to hear he had been killed in an avalanche. He had a wife and three young kids. He had done many amazing things in life. It just didn't seem fair for his life to be over quite so soon. When we found out when the funeral was Jed immediately took work off so we could go. John & Coleen watched our kids and Ava stayed with Tresa so she wouldn't miss school. The funeral was very good as far as funerals go. We felt so sad. We saw so many friends we haven't seen for a really long time. It almost felt wrong to be happy to see everybody under the circumstances, but thinking about Adam he would have been smiling like crazy thinking that he brought so many Rigby-ites together again. Death is so sad but it spurs us to be better so we can be ready when it's our time to go. Because you never know when. Death gives us hope to deal with the sorrow knowing we can see those people again. All of this is easy for me to say but the truth is I can't even imagine what his wife and kids will have to endure. It breaks my heart still.
Adam's death really punched me in the face as far as emotions go. I felt like I had a mini mid-life crisis/nervous breakdown or whatever you want to call it. I'm so thankful Jed helped me through everything I was feeling and let me talk through it all without judgement. I'm so thankful for him and the support he is to me. We have tried harder to enjoy the messes and spend more quality time with each other and the kids. One day our kids decided to build "nests" and there was stuff everywhere. They spend so much time preparing for their game that by the time they get to playing they are sick of their game! I liked seeing how each one built their nests. Kinsley put stuffed animals in hers and sat on them for I swear an hour straight. :) Ava had books all lined up in her nest of course. We have some really great little cuckoo birds.
DALLIN - None is more cuckoo than the littlest one! Dallin is so much fun and so much work at the same time. He still goes and goes nonstop. His new things to say are "WOW" and "AH-HAH!" He loves teasing and laughing and has recently gained a deep love for the carwash. :) He never stops making us laugh - unless he is punching us in the face which actually happens frequently. He is 20 months old this month!
We were all set to head back to Eastern Idaho for our nephew Josh's wedding when of course the sickness plague hit our house. Dallin got pink-eye and Kinsley had an ear infection. Jeff and Tresa came to my rescue while Jed was away at a conference because Kinsley wouldn't stop screaming. Kasen had gotten the worst cough from a basketball teammate. It was super good timing and so much fun! :/. Ava went to work drawing pictures for everyone to help them feel better. This is the picture she drew for Dallin.