Life goes by...

I honestly can't believe how fast time is flying as I watch the girls getting bigger and bigger. McKayDee no longer has that "baby" look to her. She really is growing up. Jennaka started HeadStart this year and is loving it (when she gets to go and isn't home cick). Jennaka loves her teacher and the assistant. That is all she talks about at home these days. She is so smart. I really don't remember being that smart when I was a kid. She really need school for the social aspect of it though. She tends to be shy around a lot of people. Even people that we know. I hope she outgrows it by the time she goes to Kindergarden. She will be starting school next year and I have heard great things about the school she will be attending. Well I know this is short but I am busy all the time these days. Take care my friends.

A Blogger I am not....

I have to start repenting and start blogging more often. I have just been overwhelmed with "life" for the past year. My job ends this coming Friday and I am finally starting to feel like I am getting the hang of what I am supposed to do. They told me when I started that I had one year to "get it down". Well, my year is coming to an end and I have gained a lot this year and I look forward to starting fresh in August.
As for the girls....they are still growing like weeds. Jennaka turned four this month and McKayDee will turn three in August. They LOVE being outdoors in the backyard or going to a park or for a hike into the mountains. We have been working in the garden and they have been great little helpers with that.
I got to attend a mission reunion for the Michigan Detroit Mission this past weekend and it was great to see four of my companions there. It is hard to believe that I have been home over 11 years now. I had the best mission president, President John P. Livingstone (and his wife, Linda). Such loving people (and still are). My mission was one of the hardest things that I ever did in my life but also one of the most rewarding. I look back and wonder how one can get up at 6:30 everyday and follow the routine that missionaries do but when you get into the mindset that this 18 or 24 months is the "Lord's time" then you just do it. I think about all of those people that turned away an opportunity to hear the gospel. I hope that they get that opportunity again someday. I have many people in my life who are not members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and I hear all the time, "what makes you guys think you have the 'true' church?" We just do! (and I am not going to go into all of the reasons why here). This is my blog and I can say what I want to, right?
I am still not that savvy on posting pictures on this blog but I am going to try and put some updated pictures of my little creatures.

Singing the winter time blues.........

I am happy for a three day weekend to have to catch up house chores and spending quality time with my 2 precious little girls. Today the girls have been begging me to take them to the park (Sugarhouse Park) because they want to go sledding. First of all, there is not much snow left and second, I don't want to stand out in the cold and freeze. So, I took them to Mickey D's Playland instead and that seemed to appease them.
Jennaka is now 3.8 years old and as independent as all get out. She knows everything and wants to do everything on her own.
McKayDee is now 2.5 and is going through a growth spurt right now. Her language in the past few months has just skyrocketed and she is a little spitfire. She definitely knows how to get her way.
I used to think that I would never have the opportunity to be a "mom" and now that I have these 2 little creatures running around my house I am grateful to a Father in Heaven that hears and answers our prayers. He knew that I needed these little ones to help me get through life and to bring me joy. It makes me sad for all the times that I lose patience with them. They are after all still learning how to navigate thier little world and how everything works. Oh, how I love them and I wouldn't change a thing.