Flyin' Old School

I had a moment that mattered most the other day. Terry got Isabella her first bike. He has been wanting to get her one for a while now. She woke up from her nap and found it in the front doorway.

After much excitement, consisting of jumping up and down, climbing on the bike, and asking daddy to push her around, she said, "It's just like the missionaries! YAY!" You see, we have had the missionaries over our house at least once a week due to Terry's new calling in church. They usually travel to our house with their bikes. That little statement of hers meant more to me than she will ever know. I think of this quote: "Diligently doing the things that matter most will lead us to the Savior of the world." Dieter F. Uchtdorf. Having those missionaries in our home has been such a blessing to our family. What a wonderful spirit they have. If you would like to have that same feeling, have them over your house. I promise you won't regret it. Go here.

Isabella has been giving me those "aha" moments a lot lately. She has been reaffirming me that I am actually teaching her things and she is learning. As a mother, those moments mean so much to me because I feel like I am actually accomplishing something. As a mother, it is hard to feel accomplished. There is never a moment where you can say, "I'm finished and look what I have done!" Even when my children grow up, I will never be finished being a mother. But, in those special moments, you realize that you are actually doing something that is rewarding. I am happy to know that it will actually pay off in the end. That will be when eternity begins...

I've got a feeling

Usually when I hear the phrase, "I've got a feeling," I'm busting a move to the Black Eyed Peas. Yesterday, I was saying it over and over in my head after I found Isabella in my bed, playing a game on my kindle, with blue eye shadow covering her body.

(The blue doesn't really show up in the picture)

I've got a feeling, this is just the beginning.

I've got a feeling she's going to be getting into a lot more trouble.

I've got a feeling this is the start of her michevious ways.


I woke up yesterday morning extremely tired for some reason. I sat down to nurse Avaree while Isabella played in the living room. Seconds later I dozed off. I woke up with Avaree asleep in my arms and Bella nowhere in sight. I calmly walked to Avaree's room and laid her down before searching frantically for Bella. I walked in my room and found her laying on my bed with her legs crossed, playing a game on my kindle and completely covered in something blue. I asked her very nicely (trying not to laugh) What is that? Where did you get it? She pointed to the bathroom... "right there." I looked in the bathroom and found this:

This is her attempt at destroying the evidence. In moments like this, I honestly can't stop laughing, but I'm sure my mood might change after several offenses. That morning, Terry caught her climbing the counter to grab a banana for herself. She has also been found multiple times coloring her body. So, to keep my optimism, I will sing on, "I gotta feeling, woooohoooo, that tonight's gonna be a good night!!" because, ultimately, the messes can be cleaned up and the markers can be wiped off.

My Picasso

I have a little girl who is an artist. She is destined to have some artisitic ability, given that her great-grandfather, grandmother, and Abuelo are all amazing artists. She is a unique artist. I have my own Picasso in my hands.

Her medium is markers. Her base is not canvas, paper or wood; it is her body.

You would think I have learned my lesson after multiple offenses, but I have not. I guess I am not hiding the markers well enough and she finds them, pretty much every day. Today, she actually hid in her sister's room and colored her arms and face. I am just waiting for her to color her sister, but that has not happened yet. I will not give her any ideas!!!

And my dear Avaree is just growing like a weed. She still has blue eyes and orangish hair!! I'm crossing my fingers!!!