Thursday, December 30, 2010

A girl after my own heart

Presents were wrapped early and often this year. My Princess in Training takes after her momma. She could be found searching the tree for new treasures each morning and delighting in any new present that had been wrapped for her. It made me giggle each time I saw her body engulfed by the tree, bottom in the air sorting through the loot. Silly girl!

A Recital

The girls have been in ballet for a full year now and recently had their second recital. Because the company has grown so much they were in need of a larger hall for the recital which meant the girls had the chance to dance on a real stage! It also meant that they needed stage makeup. Here are some celebratory pictures taken after the show!


Wednesday, December 29, 2010

December in my Classroom

Mom's Day Off


As a special gift to our favorite friends (The Hussmans, Bookmillers, Santa Marias, Wilsons, and Millers) this Christmas we offered a mom's day off! The parents got to drop their kiddos off for 5 hours of fun! We made a santa craft, played games, climbed in the castle, made a few ornaments, ate some pizza, watched a movie, decorated cookies, and played in the park. PHEW! Now I need a day off! In all honesty, the kids were great and it was so much fun! The parents couldn't believe their good fortune to have 5 hours of free time 1 week before Christmas. This, too, will likely become an annual tradition in the Vaterlaus home! BTW-This is only a smattering of the 80 pictures we took of our fun! With kids this cute you just have to take lots of pictures!

Saturday, December 25, 2010

What to do...

It's 7:15 and the kids are still asleep. I am contemplating a shower but wonder if I can pull it off fast enough...hmmm

YIPEE!

Today I am eternally grateful to Amazon's amazing next day shipping and the fantastic UPS man that had the gift at my door roughly 18 hours after the order was placed! Even better, the next day shipping was only about $6 more than I would have paid for tax had I bought the item in town as I had planned. Christmas is going to be beautiful.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Say a little prayer

The nephew of our sweet friends, Tom and Kristen, passed away in his sleep yesterday. You can read their story here. Say a little prayer for them.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Christmas Cards-Done!

After a very hectic week, I am happy to report that I have been one lazy bum today. I did manage to run a load of dishes and a load of laundry. But each time I walk past the kids messy rooms, I just keep going. I also turned a blind eye to the state of the laundry room and have avoided the linen closet at all cost. Today is for being lazy. The best thing about being lazy is that I was able to order our Christmas cards. Better late than never. Most are hand delivered so timing won't make too much difference. Here is a sneak peek of some of the pictures we used -taken by my ever extraordinary sister-in-law, Jennie. Feast your eyes on these adorable kids!



Today I am also gloating over the purchase of home where the playroom is the furthest room from my bedroom. It has been a beautiful day!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Ummm...I think I am done. Keeping Christ in Christmas

Today we were asked to talk about Keeping Christ in Christmas. When we were first married, I was asked to give this same talk. I think it was probably only the 2nd talk I had given since joining the Church. It was also easily the best talk I have given.

As this year has gone by since we moved into the ward, I kept wondering when the call to talk would come and I felt all along that it would be at Christmas time. I honestly thought that I would be able to review that talk I had given so many years ago and draw on the stories that I had told. Once the call did come, I searched high and low, it was nowhere to be found which was really a blessing in disguise as it gave me the opportunity to uncover and tell new stories.

Today I will focus on three areas where we can practice Keeping Christ in Christmas. The first is changing our focus from what we receive to what we give.

In the December 1995 Ensign Thomas S. Monson wrote: “What did you get for Christmas?” This is the universal question among children for days following that most celebrated holiday of the year. A small girl might reply, “I received a doll, a new dress, and a fun game.” A boy might respond, “I received a pocketknife, a train, and a truck with lights.” Newly acquired possessions are displayed and admired as Christmas day dawns, then departs. The gifts so acquired are fleeting. Dolls break, dresses wear out, and fun games become boring. Pocketknives are lost, trains do nothing but go in circles, and trucks are abandoned when the batteries that power them dim and die. If we change but one word in our Christmas question, the outcome is vastly different. “What did you give for Christmas?” prompts stimulating thought and causes tender feelings to well up and memory’s fires to glow ever brighter. Giving, not getting, brings to full bloom the Christmas spirit. Enemies are forgiven, friends remembered, and God obeyed. The spirit of Christmas illuminates the picture window of the soul, and we look out upon the world’s busy life and become more interested in people than things. To catch the real meaning of the spirit of Christmas, we need only drop the last syllable and it becomes the Spirit of Christ.” (end quote). 



If you take a moment and think to Christmases past what memories flood your mind? I am sure that if I sat and thought about it a moment I could recall some of the gifts that were handed to me from under the tree last year. But as I think to last Christmas the memory that shines through was a sweet act of kindness offered by a friend. 


Michelle didn’t have much money for gifts last year. Job changes had caused her husband to move to San Diego while she stayed in caring for her two small children and preparing to sell their home. While money was tight, her heart was big. She had several friends that she wanted to give Christmas gifts to. So, one Saturday morning amidst the rush of Christmas she opened her home and invited parents to drop off their children for several hours. While Michelle gathered in the children for crafts, snacks, and games. The parents were given the gift of time to run errands, wrap presents, finish last minute shopping, or simply share time together. This act of service was truly in keeping with the true meaning of Christmas. It was easily one of the most memorable gifts I have ever received and it didn’t cost a thing. It won’t go out of style, wear out, or break. 


Yesterday we had the opportunity to offer the same invitation to some of our dear friends. A gift of time, we called it. For five hours, we had 15 kids in our home and it was wonderful. As the parents came by to drop off their children you could see in their faces how much it meant to them-surely far more than anything I could have bought at a store. 


President Monson also said, “The Christmases we remember best usually have little to do with worldly goods but a lot to do with the spirit of caring, the spirit of love, and the spirit of compassion.” 5 years from now I doubt my children will remember the toys they will receive next week, but I hope that they will always remember sharing a day with their friends. 


As you look forward to this coming week, look for opportunities to serve one another and to create memories that are wrapped up in love and charity rather than ribbons and bows. Seek out opportunities to give more often than you receive. And to give with a humble heart and generous spirit. 


The second way we can keep Christ in Christmas is remembering to say it. Over the years, the phrase “Merry Christmas” has been heard less and less in greetings between strangers. Somewhere along the line it became politically incorrect and many people began saying “Happy Holidays” or “Season’s Greetings” for fear of possibly offending someone. 


The other night I happened to be out shopping. After trying on some clothes the attendant wished me “Happy Holidays”. While her greeting was polite it seemed automatic and without emotion. Several years ago I decided to always say Merry Christmas this time of year, whether it be to fitting room attendant, waitress, cashier, colleague, or otherwise So I replied to her, “Merry Christmas” Her face lit up and she said, “Merry Christmas to you sweet heart. I hope all your dreams come true.” 


While it might seem that saying “Merry Christmas” is a small way to keep the true meaning of Christmas alive, it is a small thing that isn’t really all that small at all. Because at the heart of that simple phrase, “Merry Christmas” is a declaration of your belief in Jesus Christ and in the miracle of his birth. Every time you say Merry Christmas you are sharing the core belief of your testimony. That Christ our Savior was born so many years ago on that night in I encourage you to take every opportunity to speak those sweet words each chance you get in the coming days. And each time you offer this sweet greeting, let your heart turn to the savior and remember if only for a moment the miracle of his birth. 


Finally, as we look for ways to keep Christ in Christmas seek out those gifts that cannot be wrapped. Howard W Hunter counsels: “This Christmas, mend a quarrel. Seek out a forgotten friend. Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust. Write a letter. Give a soft answer. Encourage youth. Manifest your loyalty in word and in deed. Keep a promise. Forgo a grudge. Forgive an enemy. Apologize. Try to understand. Examine your demands on others. Think first of someone else. Be kind. Be gentle. Laugh a little more. Express your gratitude. Welcome a stranger. Gladden the heart of a child. Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth. Speak your love and then speak it again.” 


Earlier this month I was shopping at Cost Plus and I came across the perfect card to go with this quote. The card is entitled, The Greatest Gifts and reads- “May we break boundaries, tear down walls and build on the foundation of goodness inside of each of us. May we look past differences, gain understanding, and embrace acceptance. May we reach out to each other, rather than resist. May we be better stewards of the earth, protecting, nurturing, replenishing the beauties of nature. May we practice gratitude for all we have, rather than complain about our needs. May we seek cures for the sick, help for the hungry, and love for the lonely. May we share our talents, give our time, and teach our children. May we hold hope for the future very tenderly in our hearts and do all we can to build for bright tomorrows. And may we love with our whole hearts, for that is the only way to love.” 


I loved this card because with such simple language it truly speaks of the many ways that we can move our focus toward the Spirit of Christ. While fulfilling each item on that list couldn’t possibly happen in the next few days. One item on that list calls out to me year after year. Help for the hungry. 


When Ben and I were first married like many newlyweds we didn’t have a lot of money. I can remember one day in December I was at the grocery store and near the checkout they had bags of food that you could purchase and then place in a donation box for the local families in need. One particular night I was at the store and saw the bags. I felt prompted to pick up one of those bags, but in considering our finances ultimately chose not to. As I was driving home I was flooded with a feeling of remorse. Sure, we didn’t have a lot, but we had a lot more than some people. With a $5 donation, I could have kept someone from being hungry if even for just one day. It was a lesson that I have never forgotten. To this day, as soon as the donation bags arrive I can’t go the grocery store without adding one to my cart. 


Maybe the next time you find yourself in the grocery store you also will feel the prompting to add an item or two to the donation box. A simple act that so purely honors the life of our Savior. “For I was an hungered and ye gave me meat. I was thirsty and ye gave me drink, I was a stranger and ye took me in… Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.” 


In the coming days I encourage you to actively seek ways to do as Christ would do. To remember his birth and to act in ways that honor his life. Take this week to truly focus on the real meaning of the joyous day of his birth. In our home, we will be reading the story of his birth each night as a bedtime story. I encourage you to do the same. I know that as you do this your spirit will be lifted and your days will be blessed. And I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I am the Queen

...of procrastination.

You will be happy to know that I do have pages scattered about the bed that may eventually resemble the talk that I will give tomorrow.

I had an idea. I was going to talk about invitations. It all made sense in my head...yesterday. But yesterday I didn't write it down.

Now that I have started to write stuff down I realize that none of it seems to do with invitations. Hmm.

Any chance that someone out there is feeling both charitable and suffering from insomnia with a desire to take all my ramblings and compose them into something memorable? I can pay you with cake.

Ok. Really I am just joking (well mostly) the easy part will be the writing it. The hard part comes from the speaking it. Maybe someone would like to take on that role for me? I can pay you with cake and I will wrap your presents for you.

Going once...

Going twice...

Going...to get my butt to work. Let me know if you change your mind.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Recital- Details and Pictures to Follow

It is lunchtime at work. I don't have anyone's email handy. So...the recital is on Saturday at 7. We have to get the girls there by 6:30. I don't have the address yet, but it is in Green Valley. It is not at the church this time. Ice cream sundaes to follow at our house after the performance. See you then!

Monday, December 6, 2010

It's a Christmas Miracle

It is 20 whole hours before ballet practice and somehow we have managed to located 2 pairs of shoes, 2 leotards, 2 pairs of tights, 2 black skirts, and 1 pair of gymnastic shorts. All of which are safely stored in the front seat of the van. Angels are singing. With this being "tech week" we have to pull of this miracle again for Wed. and Thurs. Here's hoping.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Life in a Small Town

Wouldn't you know that on the day that I just throw on jeans and t-shirt, not even bothering to dry or curl my hair would be the day that while shopping I ran into- 3 families from my classroom, 2 teachers, 1 student teacher, 3 families from church, 1 playground aide, and another family from school. Good grief. I did manage to get a little shopping done in between all the visiting. Jase-done. My Little Reader's gifts for her siblings-done. Ben's mom-almost done. Ben almost done. A good idea for a birthday present for My Little Reader-done. Crafts, movies, prizes, games, cups and plates for our Mom's Day Off Party-done. Grocery shopping for the week-nowhere near done...we can just eat spaghetti every night this week, right?

Oh the things we find in Blog Land

Today I stumbled upon something in the great wide Blog Land that reminded me just how grateful I am that the trials and frustrations of last year are over. I love that every morning when I wake up I know that Sugar and Spice will have a great day with people that really like him and a teacher that says she will miss him so much when she goes on maternity leave. Last week she even said that she hopes her little girl has manners like he does! I am grateful that the people who care for him each day are reliable, loving educators that are preparing him for kindergarten. And though it was hard for me, I am grateful that neither Sugar and Spice nor Princess in Training knew that it was hard or remember that it wasn't fun. And I know that someday when I tell them how very hard childcare was last year that they won't remember it. They will remember the friends they made. I am thankful for that. I am thankful that Sugar and Spice won't remember crying everyday when I told him it was a daycare day. And I am thankful that this year he loves where he is and so do I.

Updated. Ugh, why did I feel the need to keep looking? It just makes my blood boil. The opinions expressed and the comments made about me and my kids make me mad. So mad. It frustrates me that no matter how much I hated it I never posted a bad word or thought about the people or the situation. Thank goodness it is over and thank goodness my kids have mostly unlearned the bad habits and attitudes they were exposed to last year. Thank goodness I will never have to do that again.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Dear Ward Party

Why, oh why, are you scheduled at the end of the longest Friday evvvver? And more over, why, oh why, did I think it would be a good idea to sign up to bring a dish. Granted, I picked an easy dish. But I gotta tell you. It was a loooooong day. I am tired. The shower that was meant to get me on my way to being ready really just made me want to climb into my jammies and enjoy a movie night with the kids. But alas no. Here I sit avoiding you and all that you entail. Sitting in my highly uncomfortable life-sucking tank top that promises to make me "up to 2 sizes smaller" wondering how long I can really get away with this before I finally suck it up and face the music. I fear my moments of self indulgence are coming to a rapid end. After all, in the next 20 minutes I need to dress three kids, remove Sugar and Spice's color of the day (more on that to follow in a post I lovingly call- Dear Preschool Teachers), make a salad, fix my hair, restore my makeup, oh- and find something less revealing than a life-sucking tank top to wear. No problem. I got this. But first. There must be chocolate in this house somewhere.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Presents under the tree

With Ben off to the Dual in the Desert I was left at home to hold down the fort. He claims that I gave him permission last night when he woke me up...but as I have no recollection of this, I am pleading the 5th. Either way I took the opportunity to serve an oh-so-healthy dinner of pizza and juice, throw on a couple of Christmas movies compliments of Netflix, and sneak away to start wrapping up a storm. As I was setting up I realized that there are no labels to be found throughout the house. So...each kiddo picked out their favorite paper and I went with it. Now there are 4 matching presents under the tree for each kiddo. A good start for only the 2nd day of December. Here's hoping that Sugar and Spice leaves them alone when he gets up for his nightly invasion of my bed.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Thanksgiving Fun


These girls just want to make me smile! Hopefully we will be seeing a whole lot more of Miss Ariel when they move to Tucson in a few months!