Maybe there is a bigger purpose, a bigger

picture that we only contribute a very small

piece to. You know, like one of  those thousand

piece puzzles?   There's no way you can tell by 

looking at  one piece of the puzzle what the puzzle 

is going to look like in the end.  And we dont have

the picture on the outside of the puzzle box to guide

us.  Maybe everyone represents a piece of the puzzle.

We all fit together to create this experience we call

life.  None of us can see the part we play or the way

it all turns out.  Maybe the miracle's that what we see

is just the tip of the iceberg.

from: Making Faces

by: Amy Harmon

MY THANKSGIVING PRAYER

of 2015

Thank you dear Heavenly Father, for these good people who do their very best to take care of one another and to be mindful of each other and who love one another.  We are truly blessed with more than plenty.  Plenty of food, plenty of talent, plenty of love, plenty of fun and of course, plenty of blessings from Thee.  (For look where we can celebrate this day!!!!)
May each of these dear people around this table be blessed with continued peace and prosperity and with continued  determination to do their very best and to enjoy their journey.  May we each feel love, and give love and be love.
May we be mindful of those what cannot join us at our table this year.  Please God, send them our thoughts and prayers. We miss them.  We wish our table and our circumstances could hold them all! May we all continue to work towards our hearts' desires and that these desires will be in alignment with what Thou would have us do and to be.
Thank you!!  Life is good!!
Amen

 These bags of groceries are maybe just an 1/8th of what we hauled in to feast on!!

 Handsome boy whom I so enjoyed playing card games with!! Notice the homemade egg rolls!! YUM!!! Thanks Mericar!!

The very first telephonic conversation, between Bell

and Watson, standing in separate rooms, contained

these words; "come here, I want to see you." In the

uncountable human phone conversations since then,

that concept has never been far from our lips. "Come

here. I want to see you." Impatient lovers, long distance

friends.  Grandparents talking to grandchildren. The

telephone voice is but a seduction, a bread crumb 

to an appetite.  "Come here.  I want to see you."

from: The First Phone Call From Heaven

by: Mitch Albom

Presidents Day was spent down in Salt Lake partying with some of the grands.   It was Beckhams birthday ...a few days before...and we wanted to add our two cents to the celebration.
Having Benjamin join us was a small bit of spontaneous genius.  Ripping him from the clutches of his mothers arms...was a small miracle.

All in all it was a wonderful day...a break to remember.  These faces never fail to melt my frozen Logan heart....every single time we see them.  What a blessing each one of them are to our lives.
This is a glimpse of the day:
Mommy told Ben to take a nap while driving down to Salt Lake.   Ben closed his eyes before we even left their parking lot and pretended to be sleeping, until he was in fact sleeping. Such obedience...a rare thing indeed.

Next we met at THE HABIT for yummy burgers and those delicious tempura green beans...a new favorite of mine.  Ben had his 'mommy-made' PB and honey sandwich, apple slices, and red pepper wedges, which completely satisfied him.  (again...who is this child!!!??)

Then we walked across the parking lot to Scheels.  There's always call to see the gigantic fish tank..full of Nemos, and the fun zone to play in.  Fun was had by all!!
Then we said our good-byes...oh how we love these kiddos...and its hard to say good-bye.  Even knowing that I'll see them again..sometime soon.

Next were some business errands to run...which included a cool pet store of course.  Our little man Ben was great company.
The only 'fail' of the day...not being able to meet up with Brian and Mericar as planned.  Darn work, Darn reality.   Disappointing.
But all I have to do to cheer myself up is to look at this pics...and then Im feeling grateful once again.
The drive home seemed quicker than normal...for Ben was talkative...and half-way thru he requested some MJ.  MJ???? What does that mean??  Could it possibly be Michael Jackson!!?? Indeed it was so...my little man is a M J fan!! How can I not adore that!!!???

Unless you are good looking,

extremely funny or otherwise

incredibly charming, plan on

bringing something to the party.

from: Put a Cherry on It

by: Ben Behunin

This is dear Beckham...and he IS charming, funny and he's THREE today!! I want to party with him until I can no longer party!!

This little handsome man is always happy to see me!!  He loves having books read to him...and most endearing of all...he likes to sing the songs from the movie FROZEN.  I wish all could hear his raspy, deep voice, singing words we cant quite understand but are still in perfect harmony with the song LET IT GO!! Priceless!!!
He's always smiling...and he loves his little baby sister.
I think he may be perfection...with those big brown eyes and a tender disposition. I'd be happy have him as my shadow, anytime!!
And right now he LOVES Mickey Mouse!! Not Iron man or Spiderman or all other things Marvel and testosterone riddled...just sweet, adorable Mickey Mouse for sweet adorable Beckham

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!!!!

Never, in peace or war, commit your virtue or your happiness

to the future.  Happy work is best done by the man who takes

his long-term plans somewhat lightly and works from moment

to moment "as to the Lord."  It is only our daily bread that we

are encouraged to ask for.  The present is the only time

in which any duty can be done or any grace received.

from: Virtue and Vice

by: C.S. Lewis

“You loved ferris wheels more than roller coasters

 because life shouldn’t be lived at full speed,

 but in anticipation and appreciation.”

from: Making Faces

by: Amy Harmon

I know Im terribly partial...but these babies are adorable...both inside and out, both old and newborn.  Their hearts are made of gold. Truly they are rejoicing in their little sister...know how happy their mommy is to finally have a little girl!! Life is good!! We are all so blessed. Our family grows...in numbers and in blessing.

Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments 

in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations,

 the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones

 are less prepossessing.  They come to the door of memory

unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and 

simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these. 

quote by: Susan B. Anthony

from: Put a Cherry on It

by: Ben Behunin

The house in Logan must feel fairly tomb like today...These three handsome boys went home...back to their much missed mommy and daddy.
But as you can see by the above pics...we had a fun time while we had them.
I will attempt to sum up the days here.
My favorite memories:
Beckham singing the songs from FROZEN. He is just learning to really talk...but boy can he sing..its adorable.
Beckhams smiles from behind his binky..priceless!!

Logan wanting to do odd jobs around the house so that he could earn money for a longed for toy at Target. Logan is an amazing little worker...
just like his good dad. Jos A Bank was wise when they chose Joe to be on their team!!

Logan and I had fun discovering what a cat tail from last year does when you break it open!! (wishing my pictures of this had turned out!!!) SO FUN!!

Liam's love of throwing rocks in every body of water we came across was fun !! Watching him try to sneak up on baby ducks and their protective mother ..who would have nothing to do with that nonsense was entertaining too!!

Oh did we have a good time. Pizza and dancing on the roller rink floor were high-lights as well...and the video of that fun will not be available ...dang me for not knowing how to upload the clips on my computer!!
I look forward to our next visit...I think it'll be soon!!  Baby sister could be here any day now!!! Yahoo!!!

P.S. I thought you might find it entertaining to hear about my return trip to St George..after dropping the boys and spending that lovely afternoon at the Park with Anna.
So as to not incriminate the almost innocent..I will not reveal names...but someone I know and love offered me a ride home with  herself and two friends. Departure time..6:00pm. Actual time...closer to 8:00pm...... teenagers in charge. None of the occupants of the car were older than 18. ...except for me...... which of course became blatantly apparent in no time.
Handsome driver had just completed a Rugby tournament...and won the whole thing.  State Champs!!
Ipod was plugged into the sound system..and unfamiliar music played...louder than 5 boys playing at Mimis.
We're barreling along in a little blue Honda Civic. He traveled at highway speeds with admittedly good skills, but for some reason it felt faster than usual....due in part to the darkness, the music, and not being distracted by conversation and I being tired Im sure. There was making out going on in the back seat..I could hear the lip smacking during the pauses between tracks.  What does one talk about with a young man that's a rugby playing poet who's leaving on a mission to Mexico in a few months? He being a typical teenager that answers questions with minimal answers.  I apologized for seemingly cramping their style...for surely there would have been more to talk about if I wasnt in the car...right?
Needless to say...I did make it home safe and sound..let out at the curb of my folks home..a 55yr and older community..quiet and peaceful..doors and trunk opened...music blaring...and bid them thank you and good-bye!! Whew!!!

Life is a journry...indeed!!