J Graduates

So as J graduates this year it has been fun to look back at the fun and funny years we have been through.

When she was just one year old she had a doll named Rachel that, against the advice of a parent, she sent flying down the slide. When her eye fell off, Daddy found replacements from the craft store. Only Rachel's new eyes didn't have eyelids...so she ended up being a little "Chucky-like."

I kinda forgot about the "tie" stage. This was in the 5th grade when she wore one of Dad's ties with every outfit. (With a t-shirt and shorts) And of course no remembrance of this era would be complete without mentioning the Christmas cookie decorating incident.

She ran a "save the Manatee" movement at her Intermediate school, she threw up at every YW overnight activity for the first year, and she and her video camera were inseparable.

In high school she swam with the school team, answered dates with a dead fish, and dressed up coconut and heroically sacrificed a tendon for a seminary victory in the "balls in the halls" game.

She is more than I ever imagined she would be, do or become. It has been an amazingly fun and unmistakably wonderful adventure having her in our family.

We anticipate many great experiences in the future and look forward to being a part of the next phase in this amazing adventure we call life!

To my wonderful friend and daughter--I love you so much.
(and I have to say it, cause you expect it....
You can do things that are hard.
Try not. Do or do not. There is no try.
And of course, Go BYU!)

The Sunny First of June

While my grandmother was alive, my mother and she would talk on the phone. Each year on the first of June...and they would phone each other and recite the poem "The Sunny First of June."

So on this day, June first, I honor my Mother and Grandmother with this post. (I cannot find a reference for the author or title, just the lines.) I have joyfully taken on the tradition of talking with my mother on this the first of June. So here you are mom. :)

Put the books and slates away,
Today is the sunny first of June,
and we will go this afternoon,
Over the hills and far away

Hurray! We'll have a holiday
And through the wood and up the glade,
We'll go in sunshine, and in the shade,
Over the hills and far away

The wild rose blooms on every spray,
In all the sky is not a cloud
and merry birds are singing aloud,
Over the hills and far away.

Not one of us behind must stay,
But little ones and all shall go,
Where summer breezes gently blow
Over the hill and far away.

Maybe Tommorrow...

Gdog has a cold, and hates to take decongestant. Occasionally though he comes and asks me for some. Today I heard him cough and asked him if he was okay.
"My nose is just stuffed up Mommy."
"Okay" I responded. "Do you want to take some medicine for your nose Gdog?"

"Ummm, maybe tomorrow, after my birthday... on Saturday."

That got me thinking. Isn't that when all the good stuff happens that doesn't seem to come soon enough? Tomorrow, your birthday and Saturday?