Sunday, November 30, 2008

Filling in the blanks

So, since Karisa doesn't quite feel like writing yet, it falls to me to fill in the blanks. I think she's almost over the worst of the morning sickness (with Karisa it's not really morning, it starts in just before lunch and gets worse and worse until bedtime) and should be up to writing again soon. Still no pictures. I mentioned this in a comment in an earlier post that we've lost our second charger for our camera battery. I've searched the house top to bottom and this one is gone too. Hopefully before Christmas we can get some more pictures up. Nothing really big has happened, just lots of random stuff.

We went to our favorite New Mexico pizza place, Dion's, yesterday. We ordered a pastrami sandwich, a salad and a large pizza. We got the sandwich and salad first, ate those, and as we were finishing up they called us for our pizza. As I was walking up to get the pizza I saw a guy walking to a seat with a pizza that looked oddly like ours (Dion's special, half with no green chiles). Sure enough, he walked up and took our pizza! The employees talked with him and I don't know what they said or what excuses he gave. In the end they made us another pizza. The guy ended up sitting right next to us so we had to watch him eat our pizza while we waited another twenty minutes for a new one.

A week ago Friday we went and saw Twilight. You can see some cheesy pictures of us at our friend's blog here. I think Karisa will write more at some point about her perspective on the movie.

Thanksgiving was a lot of fun. We went to a different friend's house. They made dinner and I made desert. That's the best deal for me, I love making deserts and not so keen on cooking turkey (but love eating it). We had a chocolate pie, cherry apple pie, pumpkin and banana cream. I didn't get enough leftover pies with the two families eating so tonight I made another pumpkin pie and another cherry pie, I'll be eating about half the cherry one as soon as I'm done with this post. Our friend made these really, really yummy green beans to go with dinner. I don't usually like green beans but these had lots and lots of garlic and half were caramelized (burned). Sounds weird, but somehow very good.

The wind is back. It had taken a long vacation for where we live but now tumbleweeds are tumbling again and our chickens huddle on the porch to stay out of the wind when they are out of their pen.

Karisa got the van washed. I don't know why, it's already covered with dust again (wind + 2 miles of dirt road to get to our house) but it does look cleaner as it's not covered with as much dust.

This was the second week in a row at church we had at least two children asleep through all of Sacrament meeting. We just can't wait until January and morning church again. Last week Sam slept for almost the entire three hours, we couldn't wake him for anything.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Pregnant women

Karisa and I have been married for 8 years in January. Of those 8 years she has been pregnant for 3 years and a few months, so you would think that I would get used to the....how do I say this....distinct changes in my wife during pregnancy.

Fortunately the first trimester is just about over. Karisa's sense of smell changes during this time and there is something about the smell of my skin that is unpleasant. No changes in my habits, I just stink to her. My favorite scripture during this time Alma 19:5.

Another change during the first trimester is that my cooking, which always before has been sufficient, is no longer good enough. Not only that but she does not feel much like cooking, and if Karisa does end up preparing the meal and it has any meat in it that was raw when she started, then she can't eat it at all. This means that Karisa wants to go out and eat a lot. So I have to balance our bank account against my wife's health and happiness. Living in a small town has been helpful, although annoying to Karisa. There are hardly any restaurants. They get old quick. And Albuquerque is a bit of a drive.

Last Sunday evening, after the kids were in bed, I came into the living room and she was sitting on the couch bawling. Now Karisa will cry sometimes after a really sad movie, but that is a few tears and she's over it. She was sobbing with lots and lots of tears running down her face. I asked her what was wrong. She held up a book she was reading on early music composers and said something along the lines of "Beethoven's father was really mean and wanted him to be like Mozart and kept him up all night practicing his music when he was just a child", followed by a fresh round of sobbing. I sat on the couch opposite her and stared at her for a minute, and then I started laughing, really hard. This made Karisa start to laugh at herself, but she couldn't stop crying so she was doing both at the same time. I eventually had to leave so she could let her sadness run its course without interruption. (Karisa's comment: "Out of control hormones feel better you have a good cry.")

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Not much to say

Sorry I haven't had much to say. I am really tired and really nauseated. I'm just doing the essentials right now.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Learning Styles

One really neat thing about homeschooling is getting to interact with our children and see how they learn. Karisa has me teaching math so we usually do that in the evening before or after dinner. What's really cute is after I finish with Sam, Evan always says "Wanna do maf now da ee". So I pull blocks out and we work on colors and counting. A couple of instances in this last week showed me how different our own children's learning styles can be.

I was working with Dallas on shapes, first on what quadralaterals, rectangles, parallellograms and squares are. I gave him 12 smaller squares and told him to make the biggest square that he could. He struggled a bit with a 3x4 rectangle oriented differently. Sam came along and told me he wanted to do it, so I gave him 12 small sqares as well. I eventually told Dallas he couldn't use all the squares to make one big square and he was able to make a larger square with 9 tiles. When I told Dallas he couldn't use all 12 Sam said, "But Dad, I did it with 12!" Sam's square is on the left and Dallas' on the right.

A little while later I was working with Dallas on right triangles. We took two right triangles and made a bigger right triangle. I then told Dallas to take four right triangles and make a square. Sam was again tagging along on the lesson. Their finished products are below, Sam again on the left and Dallas on the right. I guess Sam doesn't really like solid shapes.

Friday, November 7, 2008

On a lighter note...

Tonight we were telling jokes at the dinner table. The kids didn't really get them. I know like 3 jokes and I always tell them wrong anyway. But I tried to tell my standard jokes (Two men walked into a bar. You'd think the second would have ducked. What do you call a bomerang that doesn't come back? A stick. What's the last thing to cross a bug's mind as it hits the windshield? It's butt.) but I messed up 2 out of 3 of them. (I said 'what do you call a stick that doesn't come back?' for instance. I'm retarded at telling jokes. So then I moved on to the knock-knock jokes.

Knock knock
Who's there?
Boo
Boo Who?
Oh, it's okay, don't cry!

Knock-knock
Who's there?
Who.
Who, Who?
Your an owl!!!

Yea- I'm a real barrel of laughs. So later Dallas says, "Mom! Knock-knock!"
"Who's there?"
"Owl."
"Owl, who?"
Dallas looking confused, "It's okay, don't cry...?"
Well I did laugh really hard at his attempt. So he was happy.

Last week we took an egg that one of the chickens had pecked a tiny hole in, and blew it out, washed it out and let it dry. We had a plan. When Pat got home, Dallas was going to walk in like he'd just gotten the egg from outside and say, "Look Dad! One egg!" and then smash it right on Pat's stomach. Dallas could hardly wait.
He pulled the trick off perfectly. As the perfectly empty egg smashed on Pat's shirt, I saw utter shock in his face. It was great. Dallas and I are still laughing.

Pat just had a conversation with Sam about how he needs to not come into our bed at night so much, and Sam responded with, "It's not just your bed Dad!"

Who's on the Lord's side who?

Now is the time to show... I just wanted to remind you about Beetlebabee's website (Look to the right side of my blog). She has all the latest news about the Prop 8 rage that has now focused on one specific target- our church. Check out the latest assault on the LA Temple. These are truly unhappy people. They want not only tolerance, but to force all people to put aside their personal beliefs/religion to fully embrace a lifestyle that goes against everything right and true, everything we hold dear. It hurts children, and helps to bring about Satan's purposes of destroying the family and any kind of stable future for children. There is no tolerance for our beliefs, or for our convictions. We are simply called names, and shouted at, etc. They will never be happy until all religion is pulled down, and the selfish religion of "whatever makes me happy" reigns. At which point, if it ever got to this, they would realize they were more unhappy than ever.

We are in the last days of the earth, and it will get much worse. If we are sitting on the fence wishing to ignore it all, (Hey! Live and let live, right?) we will be carried away by the tide of evil, or will be unprepared and too scared to stand up and fight. This fight, though decided by the voice of the people TWICE, will not end. We must be prepared to protect our children and our families.

All of these things have been prophesied and we know what the outcome will be.
We have suffered persecution and death before, as have followers of Christ since the beginning. Satan is real, and targets those who oppose him. Hence we know we will suffer these things again. Yet we cannot shy away from fighting against all who would destroy our rights (to be replaced with their "rights"), our God, and our freedom. Condoning same sex marriage would destroy our society, confuse children, and the basic laws of right and wrong, which must be obeyed if we are to progress and be happy.

We are reminded in the Book of Mormon, by the prophet Lehi, that there must be opposition in all things. We are sent to earth with agency (which we fought for) to be able to choose right from wrong. And we cannot choose if we don't have both choices (right and wrong) before us. I quote from the scriptures:

"And if ye shall say there is no law, ye shall also say there is no sin. If ye shall say there is no sin, ye shall also say there is no righteousness. And if there be no righteousness there be no happiness. And if there be no righteousness nor happiness there be no punishment nor misery. And if these things are not, there is no God. And if there is no God we are not, neither the earth; for there could have been no creation of things..." 2Nephi 2:13

(Hey! It sounds like my college English teacher is talking! His mantra was, "There is no law, no sin, no right from wrong, and no God!" although he went about teaching that with his reading selections through the course of the class.)

But there is a God. Lehi and all the prophets in the Book of Mormon, saw our day, and what we would be up against. We have laws given by God, and there is not just one gray shade that we travel in where everything we choose is fine if it makes us happy. Most sin is fun, enticing, addicting, EASY, and God gives me the freedom to choose to partake of these things, just like I could eat a fat hot fudge sundae every night, but in the end, there are always consequences to be paid. We all come to earth with different strengths we must share, and weaknesses we must overcome. We cannot do it alone. We need a Savior. So God in his infinite love and wisdom sent us His Son. We have His example and the words of the prophets in the scriptures to show us the right way to live. We are always choosing right from wrong in all our actions and everything we do.

There are many children being brought up in the world today never being taught right from wrong, or about God and who they are/where they come from/why they're here. But just the same, they have been reserved to come to the earth at this time, as have we, and they will recognize the Spirit in righteous people, and they will hear His voice, and have a choice before them, and we must be that example for them. It is doubtful we will ever know who we've influenced or how, it is just important that we live kind and good lives. God knows all of His children and their needs.

If you don't know where to start, then pray. Pray that the good people in the world can stand up together in a united front. Pray for the safety of missionaries (I'll be sending out my precious 3 in a few years and I think I'm beginning to know a tiny bit about how God felt sending his Son). Pray for our temples or places of worship, our Prophet Thomas S. Monson, and those who are in harms way, that God will protect them. And love those who hate us. It's what Jesus would have us do. He loves them too, however much their choices sadden him.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Sam's disappointments...

Last night Sam went to bed, explaining to me how if he puts this money (about 35 cents) under his pillow, in the morning he would have FIFTY MONIES!!!!
I said, "Uh-huh. Yep", figuring he'd forget, and admiring his creativity.
But this morning he came in to my room very upset, and told me it didn't work.

I took all the kids with me to vote today. It took all of 5 minutes, and then as we were loading back up in the van, Sam said, "That's all we're going to do here?"
"Yes." I said. "What did you want to do here?"
Sam said, "Well you said we were going to go on a Boat!" He was really sad.
I had to explain the difference between Vote/Boat. Poor Sam.