Sunday, February 26, 2012

Sweetheart's and Party in the Basement


The Hair





The Makeup






The Dress




The Girl




The Date





The Party










The basement finishing project was completed just before Christmas.  
It's nice to have the extra space for the boy's to play and for Savannah's friends to hang out. 
And the floor turned out great. I stained it, sealed it and gave it a couple of coats of wax. 
Thank you BYU for employing me on a floor crew so I not only got educated, but I learned how to finish floors!

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Christmas 2011



Christmas morning





We went to Salt Lake in early December to look at the lights at Temple Square





Great view from the Joseph Smith Building





Sunday, November 6, 2011

Fall Break and the Most Logical Place to Go...

After much planning, anticipation and waiting, we traveled to the "Happiest Place"!






We celebrated our October birthdays. Savannah enjoying her birthday dessert at the New Orleans Cafe. The Blue Bayou was closed so we had to get our Monte Cristo fix from another Disney Restaurant.








Diga actually turned 4 while we were at the DL.








Yes! We had to see Mater and McQueen.






Jason built his stroller muscles up. Pushing 68 pounds around is a lot of work.






Diga's favorite ride. Every time we walked by the Astro Orbitor, he begged to go on. He loved the idea of flying.







Crystal Cove Beach. We stayed across the street and had a great view of the ocean.








Great tidal pools.











The aquarium in Long Beach. Efa loved the shark tank. He begged and begged to go in and swim with the sharks. "It will be fun", he kept insisting.






Sharks that can be touched.






My favorite shot.








Don't know why lorikeets were at the aquarium, but they are always fun to feed.






We had a great time!





















Monday, September 19, 2011

Sexism

Since Savannah was born,I always emphasized that she could do whatever she wanted. With every feminist fibre I can muster, I encourage her to embrace her womanhood and not let sexism, prejudice or manly stupidity effect her choices.
So some comments made by my 3 year old son this week has me baffled. One opinion expressed seemed innocent and cute, but a second leads to me to believe that his thinking needs to be corrected quickly.
Last week after watching some sports on TV, Diga said that girls can not play golf, only boys. I am sure this observation was made after watching Daddy leave on occasion with his golf clubs. And then yesterday discussing Diga's favorite activity, bike riding, he said that only boys can ride bikes. I have no idea where this came from. Certainly looking at all the child related activity on our street leads me to believe that bike riding is for girls.
We emphasize manners, taking turns, respect, all subjects that I hope will create well behaved and well mannered boys. With all my preaching to the girl in the family, I never realized that mothers should be having discussions with their sons about feminism and gender equality.
But really if I want my daughter to be respected by men, then I better start with raising some boys who will be respecters of women.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Immigration

Yesterday Jason and I took the boys to the park. I have never been to a park where mothers bring their children and converse with each other. That was a new experience for me. Somehow I missed that chapter with Savannah.


So I took the opportunity to eavesdrop. To be honest, the conversation and opinions were so freely and loudly given that I didn't really need to position myself. I listened to one mother who covered every topic on last night's evening news and the others near her were either enraptured by her commentary or just good at faking it.


Anyway she swiftly covered local politics: Huntsman, Republicans and then moved on to immigration.



Immigration is heavily debated. It's a WHITE HOT, VOLCANIC issue. I made the mistake of expressing my opinion with a neighbor recently who I had judged to be a quiet, unpolitical person, and boy I was wrong. She had an OPINION. So now I am more careful.


The Utah legislature has been attempting to write some kind of immigration manifesto for this state. After the attention that Arizona got, every state wants to be more careful but still wants to address the problem of illegal aliens in their states.


I understand that. I understand the need to address social problems that arise as a result of individuals coming and residing in this country illegally. I have read the LDS Church's statement on this matter. And I have read the article this morning in our local paper about a man getting deported.


What makes me think I am an authority to speak on this matter is my personal experience with The Department of Homeland Security/U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services or USCIS.


I have spoken with individuals in our local field office in Salt Lake City. I have been interviewed by their workers at U.S. Customs and Passport Control at several airports. I have spoken with many customer service workers around the country.


After navigating the labyrinth of U.S. Immigration and having ultimately a successful ending, this is my official position.





As a citizen of the United States of America, I have been treated so poorly and with absolutely no compassion, that if individuals seeking support or assistance from this bureaucratic organization are treated similarly, I do not blame them for becoming frustrated and giving up on their pursuits to remain here legally.




Whooo. That's it.




Here's the back story. During the course of our international adoption, the U.S. Embassy in Ethiopia did not keep our visa approval. The first step of international adoption is receiving approval from USCIS to bring children into the U.S. We were approved for two children. After our first adoption, the Embassy shipped all our paperwork to Warehouse 13 (jk!). I don't know where paperwork goes, but it is somewhere no one can go retrieve it. The Embassy informed us through our adoption agency that we should request USCIS to resend it.




That's where the problem started. Our local field office of Salt Lake would not do it. First they said it could be done, but they needed more paperwork. The paperwork got filed. Then it was not their responsibility. It took months of phone calls, other useless paperwork filed, fees, prayers, fasting and pleading. I called every customer service number I could find. At one point I was told I should hire an attorney. An attorney?


It took 5 months! 5 months to locate the one person. The one USCIS worker who said "I can do this". All she did was reprint our approval and send it to the visa database making it possible for the US Embassy in Ethiopia to print it out.


The travesty in this story is a child spent 5 months in a foster care center when he could have been with a family. When bureaucracy become so inflexible and unbending and the individual is lost, it is time to make some changes.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

New Kitchen

We have been planning to do some work in the kitchen

since we moved in and it finally got done...






Five years later, we changed out the countertop, got a new sink and faucet

a tile backsplash!




We are putting our house on the market in a year so we hope this helps!

We can enjoy this great kitchen until this house sells!













Sunday, May 1, 2011

Easter 2011

Getting ready for the neighborhood egg hunt.






Getting down to business.






Finding the Easter baskets. Jason has been suggesting forever that maybe the bunny should come on Saturday morning. So after 20 years, I agreed. Don't tell him, but that was a great idea. The kids had time to eat candy and play with the small gifts and Sunday became a more spiritual and Christ focused day.



















Aren't they cute!
I had dreams of family shots before Church...uh that didn't work out.