Sunday, September 29, 2019

Hiking with the scouts

Yesterday we went hiking as a Webelo group. We had a requirement to hike with the 11 year old scouts too and we had to go for 3 miles. Since I was in charge I picked my favorite place to go - the hike up Whiting Campground. It was amazing and delightful.

I'm glad that Brandon came and helped with Peter. He kept him motivated to keep putting one foot in front of the other. It took us 2 hours to complete - and these boys were troopers the whole way. Thank goodness for good friends who made hiking more enjoyable for Peter. The fall leaves are incredible up in the mountains right now.  I just want to pull the kids out of school and go hiking every day this next week.







Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Fun props


Both of the companies I teach English with highly encourage the use of props. I've found a gold mine of props at the Dollar Store. These headbands are new purchases I made this week. I'm loving them. The kids think I'm hilarious when they first see me on the screen. My goal is to get them laughing because then they will be comfortable with all the talking we will do in class.


Monday, September 9, 2019

Halloween Costume Time

Peter is so excited for his Halloween costume this year. He actually wanted to be this last year, but we didn't get it all together soon enough. I sat down with him two weeks ago and we decided what he needed for his costume. Then, we found ordered everything on wish and amazon. He was thrilled to when it all started arriving in the mail. My only worry is that he will ruin this jacket before Halloween. He actually really loves it and goes around the house wearing it every single day. This year dressing up is a bigger deal because he will be able to wear it to school. I doubt they will let him wear the claws....and I don't think he will want to wear the hot wig all day though.

I really love that he still plays dress up. At almost 11 years old I know these days are very limited. I'm trying to soak up every moment he dresses up.


Monday, August 19, 2019

1st day of school

At the beginning of the month the boys and I went over to the school to turn in some paperwork. Since we were there, we wandered around and found a few of the teachers rooms. We didn't know who their teachers would be yet, so we just snapped pictures of all of the third and fifth grade rooms.

Luke is so lucky this year. His teacher is Mr. Brace. He is originally from England and he still has an accent. I know Luke will have a blast. He was able to meet his teacher at back to school night. Sadly, Mr. Brace hadn't yet put name tags on desks. So, Luke wasn't exactly sure where to sit. But, he was VERY excited to have chicken nuggets for lunch today. I really hope his school lunch account went thru in time for him to eat. I sent him with some cash just in case. But....I really don't know how Luke will handle the unpredictable crowds and chaos. He happily walked to school this morning, so I was super amazed about that. He didn't want to go, but once we started he was happy about it. I think it helped that he had my undivided attention to talk all about Pokemon for the 15 minutes it took for us to slowly walk there.




Peter's teacher this year is Mrs. Herrmann. He is just thrilled to have amazing friend (Talmadge) in the same class with him. I bet a lot of the kids will think they are twins. On the day of back-to-school, Brandon took off work and came with us so he could meet the teachers too and see their classrooms. He was such an awesome Dad and even filled out paperwork. Peter chose to take a lunch from home on the first day. He was so nervous about school this morning that he couldn't eat anything. I hope he doesn't get too hungry.



 


While the boys were away I shampooed carpets, laundry, dishes, and made blackberry fruit leather. It was a bit more time consuming because I used a berry strainer to take out all the seeds. I hope Peter will like it enough to eat some of it for his school lunches. I also ran to the library to take back some books, and zipped over to Walmart to try and buy a light for my Qkids job. They didn't have it, so I came home and ordered it online. The rest of the day was extremely boring and I spent it counting down the moments until these two came home. Thank goodness for early out day. How am I going to survive this school year?

Friday, August 16, 2019

Church History Museum in SLC

The boys have never been to Temple Square in Salt Lake City. I decided they were old enough to enjoy parts of it, and with school coming up I thought it would be a super good experience.

We met our dear friends - the Taggarts up there and had a marvelous day. Our visit reminded me how amazing those pioneers were. Touring the Conference Center was also very inspiring and amazing. It was just the trip I needed before the chaos of a school year begins.
















It's makes me so sad because everything on the actual block of Temple Square will be closed starting in December for a MAJOR renovation. They are making all the buildings earthquake proof and doing other renovation projects. It will take four long years. Earlier in the week I went with some sister in our ward to do a temple session. I'm so glad I made that a priority. This early pioneer temple and the surrounding buildings are such a testimony to me of their hard work, perseverance, and tribute to us, their descendants.


Speaking in Stake Conference

A few weeks ago I was having a particularly hard time with Luke at church. He didn't want to wear shoes, wouldn't sit in his chair, wanted to bug Peter the entire meeting., kept insisting to sit on my lap. Wouldn't you know it....the same day a member of our Stake Presidency was visiting. After the meeting a member of the Bishopric rushed down and came to my area of the gym to tell me President Taylor wanted to chat with me for a moment. No worries, I thought. Then he asked me to speak at the Adult Session. Yikes!

When I told him I would get busy writing a talk asap he told me they just wanted me to "share my spirit". I was totally baffled by that comment. Thankfully, I've had a few weeks to ponder what I should say. I've never been one to procrastinate writing a talk but this one finally came to me with just three days before the assignment.



Stake Conference Adult Session – August 17, 2019
Audience – Adult Members of the Spring Creek West Stake

Introduction – My name is Laurie Ann Thomas. My husband and I moved to Springville in 2011 when my boys were just 2 and 6 months old. As we made the decision to buy our 1st home I told myself that I would never in a million years move to Springville. Apparently, the Lord had other ideas because we found the most amazing home in the Spring Creek 20th Ward and we’ve truly cherished the people and experiences we’ve gained while being here.
It is with great confusion and trepidation that I speak to you today. I honestly have no idea what I can offer and share with you that will inspire and motivate you. However, I will do my best to share the thoughts and impressions I’ve had as I’ve prepared for this assignment.  
I am a child of the ‘80’s. As such, this next reference may or may not jog any memories for you:

Line upon line, precept on precept
Like a summer shower
Giving us each hour His wisdom.


These lyrics come from the original film Saturday’s Warrior. They are a simple reminder to me that Heavenly Father never expects me to know everything there is to know about mortality in one earth-shattering moment. Just like this song says you and I both learn “line upon line, precept on precept”.
As children of loving Heavenly parents, we are expected to do our part to learn the eternal nature of things and to develop and build our own testimonies. The following information provides us with insight on what a testimony is, how we can develop one, and why a testimony is the driving force behind all we do in our lives. As I read the following statement listen to the still small voice within you for confirmation that what I am telling you is true.

Testimony
Overview
“A testimony is a spiritual witness given by the Holy Ghost. The foundation of a testimony is:
The knowledge that Heavenly Father lives and loves His children;
That Jesus Christ lives, that He is the Son of God, and that He carried out the infinite Atonement;
That Joseph Smith is the Prophet of God who was called to restore the gospel;
That The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the Savior’s true Church on the earth; and
That the Church is led by a living prophet today.

With this foundation, a testimony grows to include all principles of the gospel.

Members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints have the sacred opportunity and responsibility to obtain their own testimonies. Having obtained a testimony, each member has a duty to nurture it throughout life. Happiness in this life and throughout eternity depends largely on whether individuals are “valiant in the testimony of Jesus” (Doctrine and Covenants 76:79; see also Doctrine and Covenants 76:51, 74, 101).

Testimony grows through the application of the following principles:
The quest for a testimony begins with a righteous, sincere desire. Speaking to a group of people who did not yet have testimonies of the gospel, Alma taught: “If ye will awake and arouse your faculties, even to an experiment upon my words, and exercise a particle of faith, yea, even if ye can no more than desire to believe, let this desire work in you, even until ye believe in a manner that ye can give place for a portion of my words” (Alma 32:27).

Testimony comes through the quiet influence of the Holy Ghost. The results of a testimony can be miraculous and life changing, but the gift of testimony usually comes as a quiet assurance, without spectacular displays of God’s power. Even Alma, who had been visited by an angel and had seen God sitting on His throne, needed to fast and pray so he could receive a testimony through the power of the Holy Ghost (see Alma 5:45–46; 36:8, 22).

Testimony grows gradually through experiences. No one receives a complete testimony all at once. It grows as individuals show willingness to serve in the Church and to study, pray, and learn. It increases as individuals obey God’s commandments. Testimony grows as it is shared.
Part of a testimony’s development comes when it is shared. In the Church, testimony is shared often in fast and testimony meetings, in Church classes, and in conversations with family members and friends.”
As a young girl I knew I was responsible for obtaining my own testimony for myself. Just like some of you, I was raised in a loving and happy home filled with gospel learning and serving. My parents taught me gospel principles in a simple way that made a significant impact on my young mind.
As the years passed, I grew in a desire to obtain my own testimony. A mighty force for good in obtaining my testimony was a young seminary teacher named Tracy Kirkham. He taught seminary at the Payson Jr. High and I and my sister happily attended his class. He saw my thirst for knowledge and encouraged me to study above and beyond what we were studying in our seminary classes. As I faithfully prepared for class by reading assignments and memorizing lots of scriptures (remember all those amazing scripture mastery verses) the small fire of my testimony became brighter and brighter.
As I’ve reflected on the development of my testimony in the many years since that first seminary class, I’ve thought often about the refiner’s fire that often accompanies the faithful. It seems to me that during these times of trial and testing our testimony is often the only thing that can keep our feet moving forward when things seem at their most difficult.
Recently, a friend and I, met at the Church History Museum in downtown Salt Lake City. My primary motivation was to expose my boys to some of the hardships the early pioneers faced when they joined the church and settled in Utah. I was hoping this experience would help Peter and Luke as they face a challenging school year. We had a beautiful time at the museum and my oldest son was in awe and humbled by many of the artifacts and stories he experienced there.
As I was slowly walking thru all the exhibits I came across the rooms that hold special mementos from our Latter-day prophets. For some reason, I was especially drawn to the exhibit of President Spencer W. Kimball. You must realize that I had no particular reason to be drawn to this exhibit for I was a very young child when President Kimball passed away and I have no memories of seeing him on tv when I was little.
Inside one of the display cases though, I noticed a small grey box. I scanned the description of it and was quickly reminded that President Kimball used this small box which turned out to be a microphone to project his voice after he had surgery on his vocal cords.
This thought immediately came to my mind: If a prophet of God never faltered in bearing his testimony – even when it became physically difficult to do so, surely, I can do a better job at developing, maintaining, and sharing my testimony with others.
Finally, let me share my own testimony with you:
I know that I am a daughter of Heavenly Parents. I know with all the energy of my soul that they exist, that they love me, care for me, and want me to return to live with them again someday.
I similarly know, that my brother – Jesus Christ – walked that lonely road to Gethsemane where he suffered, bled, and died for my sins.
I know that Brother Joseph was called and chosen by God to bring forth the Restoration of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know I will be forever grateful for his testimony which he treasured and held fast to until that fateful day when he died a martyr’s death.
I know that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the one true church on the earth today. Despite other people’s doubts and opinions, I know for myself. This knowledge has guided/and continues to guide me thru many dark and foreboding storms. I am humbled and extremely grateful for this particular part of my testimony.
I too know that President Russell M. Nelson is our living prophet carefully selected and prepared to guide us right here and right now. I have and will continue to sustain and support him in all forthcoming revelation he provides to both you and me.
Brother and Sisters, life is hard. At times, life is very, very, very VERY hard. Yet, as we put our trust in our Heavenly Father, and actions behind the testimony in our hearts, we can and will conquer this “frail existence” and enjoy together all the beauties that await us in eternity.
THE END


Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Hiking

On Thursday July 18th our homeschool hiking group decided to hike up Big Springs Hallow in Provo. I was already planning on taking the boys. Then, I realized that my cousin would have all five of his boys on that day. So, we coordinated with them and took them with us. It was more than a big crazy to have 7 boys to keep track of. 

The boys had a marvelous time though (when they weren't arguing and punching each other). They all got a turn to find a hiking stick. We also stopped frequently for snacks and water. Plus, we stopped to let them play in the water and find bugs and get dirty. On this particular hike you don't go very far before you reach a large meadow. I always stop there. The boys had a fun time playing hide-n-seek in the tall weeds. We did get a few scrapes and Peter got stung by a bee. But the pain was quickly forgotten because there was so much to see and do. 
















Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Apricots!




On one of the local homeschool groups a mom posted about her parents needing help with their Apricot harvest. They wouldn't be able to harvest their trees this year and wondered if any local homeschool families would like to come and pick. As soon as I saw her post I was 100% in. My boys love picking things. This particular farm is at the base of West Mountain so we drove down to Payson this morning for an adventure. Funny thing - it took us longer for us to drive out there then it did to pick the fruit. I knew there loads of families coming so we took a small amount. It was such a fun thing to do and the kids loved it. I was ready to quit the city life and move to the country after our time there. I often feel that I'm doing my boys a disservice by raising them in the city. Plus, nothing can compare to the views out there. It was incredible.

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

The great A/C disaster of 2019

Yep, it happened. The one thing we have been dreading for a very long time. Our A/C decided it was time to stop working.

The crux of the problem was that cold air wasn't blowing out of the vents.  We had this happen a few days last year, but it eventually started working again. On Thursday morning around 10am I knew that something was really, really wrong. The temperature upstairs was 85 degrees. I could hear that the air conditioner was trying to turn on and work, but it just couldn't turn over and start. I watched a few YouTube videos online and thought that maybe if I cleaned the condenser coils that might help. Honestly, I've never gotten around to doing that even though I knew I should. Didn't work....shoot! Brandon and I seriously tried so hard to figure out what was wrong before we called anyone about it. We even went so far as to pull the top of the A/C unit off. We did figure that the fan blade part of the A/C wasn't moving. Ugh.

I called the company who had the sticker on the A/C in the garage. Sadly, they were booked out a week. At that point I thought I better try someone local that hopefully could get here sooner. Thankfully (very thankfully) they had an appointment for the next morning.

What they determined is that our condenser was not operating like it needed to. It had just given up the ghost and the tech couldn't give us an exact reason why. He said it maybe one of the welded seams failed, or it just decided it was time to die. So, we had a choice to make. Pay a lot of money for a replacement piece, or pay more than double that amount of money and get an entirely new system. Since our unit was 13 years old we decided to go with the latter. Another thing that made that the solution easier is that that the federal government is no longer allowing an R22 A/C unit to be manufactured. These types of units apparently increase green house gases into the ozone layer. The feds came out with a mandate that after the year 2020 manufactures wouldn't be allowed to even make replacement parts for it. So, in a way, that made our decision easier.

Brandon and I are glad we decided to upgrade. We could have just upgraded the A/C. However, without an upgraded furnace it wouldn't have done any good. Sadly, we had to survive through a weekend without the A/C. Fortunately, the A/C company lent us a portable cooler that made it tolerable to live until they came out today to install the new product. One other thing that was dumb about our A/C unit was that it was too close to the house. The contractor of this house must have been an idiot because he put the unit about 6 inches away from the house. As I have learned - no airflow means not as much cold air coming into the house.


See how close it is to the exterior of the house - Bad job on this install.



Here is the new unit in all of it's glory. It will take a bit more maintenance then we were doing on the other one. But it was stuff we were supposed to be doing anyway and didn't (carefully wash down the outside unit every couple of months). I hope it lasts a very, very, very, very long time.




We also got a new thermometer for the inside of the house. Plus.....the install guys discoverd that the gas valve on the old unit had snapped and was slowly leaking gas. YIKES! We could have died. They also discovered a tear in the ducting to the furnance and it was leaking out Carbon Dioxide. Again, we could have died. YIKES. Super glad that all is fixed and back to normal. Honestly, sleeping without all the windows open was a relief last night. The nighttime temperatures have been in the upper 80's until after midnight.