Saturday, April 30, 2011

"Some of the poops not drowning."  Reagan said after he flushed the toilet and not all of it went down.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

The Greatest Day Ever

Today was suppossed to be the greatest day ever according to Reagan. Brian told him, "We can do water balloons."  They have so anxious to play with the water balloons. 

Reagan just ran downstairs saying, "I'm coming!"  He ran into the kitchen and out the back door in his SWIMSUIT.  He was grinning and super excited.  It is about 60 degrees.  He ran around the patio for a minute.  Then he came back into the house and said, "I'm going to get my coat on!"

Sunday, April 17, 2011


Untitled from anjie hawks on Vimeo.

Build the Angel

I teach the 8 and 9 year old children at church.  When we finish our lesson early we sometimes play “build the angel” (my churchy version of hangman).  In my game I draw parts of the angel until the halo, then I win.  I also make the word puzzle directly related to the lesson.  Today we talked about Christ healing the sick.  So the word was “compassion.”  Sounds good, right?
First letter a kid picked was S.
Second letter was A.
I didn’t even realize what I had written on the board till I turned and looked at the kids.  They all had their hands over their mouths and were making a sound similar to, well similar to one you would make when your Sunday School teacher writes a swear word on the board.
Hurry! Someone guess P fast!  That is right, I am building angels.

Sunday, April 10, 2011


Hillari's story in the Salt Lake Tribune
This is a friend of mine who's husband died a few days before James was born.  I am sharing this story because I think she is a great example and it will halp us all to be more grateful.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

...Then you might be the parent of children with pneumonia.

lethargic Rylan

 If your heart aches knowing your child is in pain with every breath...

If you don’t flinch when getting puked on...

If you wonder how high your ear thermometer can go when recording a temp of 104.5 degree...

If you loose your cool with the unlucky 100th telemarketer calling...

If your two year old won’t move off the couch except for when they fall off, and then they just lay on the floor...

If your two year old won’t talk because it triggers coughing fits...

If you fight with the doctor for your third child in a row who has gone to the doctor in less than 5 days to get a prescription you know they will need before they need it and when the doctor reluctantly gives in with a promise to put a note on the kid’s chart in bold letters you STILL have the nerve to ask for bubbles...

If you were awake more than asleep for countless nights...

If you leave all your groceries on the belt at the register and leave the store because the checker doesn’t care that you dropped your coupons one isle over...

If you feel overwhelmed with gratitude when your two year old starts walking around and talking...

If you are extremely thankful for motrin and antibiotics...

If you wonder what your problem is that you need this kind of experience as a reminder to cherish your healthy kids...

If you feel happy inside to find your two year old is well enough to make a big mess again...
Rylan touched my heart one day while he was sick.  I was telling him a story in the thick of his sickness when he would barely moved or talk.  I said, "Once upon a time there was a little boy named Rylan..." 
He interupted me and said in a whisper, "And Reagan."

Rylan feeling much better with a mouth full of mascara

Friday, April 1, 2011

Conversation with Rude Telemarketer:

Me:  Hello?
Rude man:  Hello.  It's nice to hear a cheerful voice.  I get a few of those, you know what I mean.
Me:  Uh huh.
Rude man:  I'm calling with the firefighters for children burn victums...blah blah blah.
Me: [reading facebook]
Rude man:  M'am?
Me: Uh huh.
Rude man:  Great!  Would you like to contribute $150, $100, $70 etc....
Me:  Oh, I don't want to give any money.
Rude man:  But you just commited to me that you would!
Me:  Oh, I'm sorry.  I wasn't listening.
Rude man:  You weren't listening!?  Don't you want to support children who have been burn victims?
Me:  I don't want to give any money.
Rude man:  I'm not asking for your money.  I'm asking for your support!  How would you feel if one of your children was victim of a horrible burn?  Wouldn't you want the community's support?!
Me:  I don't want to commit to giving any money today.
Rude man:  Well, thanks for wasting my time!