Primary Activity I love to See the Temple

Last weekend, our church had a wonderful primary activity about the LDS Temple.

Yes indeed, “I love to see the temple!”

We met at the Boston Temple in lovely Belmont and they had several educational discussions pertaining to what we do in temples and a few activities.

It was on the verge of rain, but we didn’t care as the spirit surrounding the event was peaceful and wonderful.

Because Noah is 12, he was able to go in and participate in the activities inside the temple.

I wish Brian would have opened his eyes in this photo because I don’t recall having other shots there with my crew.

Want to learn more about what we do in temples? You can read about it here.

It was a peaceful, fabulous day with a picnic following.

Field Day Third Grade {Elizabeth}

Sea of Emotions Rant and Rave

I woke up this morning and I feel a Sea of Emotions!

I have been planning for this upcoming month for a year and it is finally here.

I leave Monday for nearly four weeks to Southeast Asia. Don’t panic, the rest of the gang will be at home with the hubby, hired help and a set of grandparents. It will be a mad house.

The agenda looks like this- China, Thailand, Cambodia and India.

It is hitting me like a brick wall right now as I stress about everything I need to get done in the next four days and school still isn’t out, I have to go to field day for Liz, baseball is in full swing, and Noah just made All-Stars, Chase is leaving to summer camps after his finals this week and Brian is at the height of his career right now.

It couldn’t come at a worse time as Murphy’s Law predicts.

On top of that, I have two huge trips to complete and one has 26 people on it that I need to start and finish. Just got the call yesterday. I can’t lose that as it is a group of college collegues (all new clients to our agency) that I have to do a great job on.

And we have Nicaragua orientation this week and leave two weeks after we get back. Can’t wait for that.

It sounds like a lot but everything has been totally manageable until this today.

I notice that I handle stress funny. All of sudden I am doing family history like it is going out of style.

Oh wait, the people are dead and have been for 350 years and all of a sudden it is top priority and driving me crazy. Perhaps it is away to hide the stress I am under.

Add to it- the last week I have been eating white carbs for some reason, I went a month straight felt better than ever then turned to the cereals and the grains again and the pizza with the kids.

Yuck it makes me feel depressed that I am off the wagon and my body feels sluggish. The rain hasn’t helped with the mood.

Today should be brighter and I will work out if it kills me and crank out my green smoothie.

All of sudden I feel like cleaning out closets that have been a mess for 1 year and I made a photo book for Brian for Father’s day. What possessed me to do that?

Weird stress huh? I am avoiding doing everything I should be doing.

I am trying to tie up loose ends and wondering if I am going to have decent internet connection to do so is another concern on my mind overthere?

I am letting the rant and rave of emotions out so I can get started today with whatever is pressing and that is mostly kids stuff all day long.

Then the question is what to wear over there. It is hotter than heck in China, monsoon season in India and I will be in a swim suit in Thailand. Shouldn’t be hard to pack for right?

We are trying to take as little as possible because there are 25 segments to this trip, plus Hillary will have 2 pieces and a carry on after living over there all semester. I can’t wait to see her on the 25th of June. I am hoping it all goes smooth but I worry about mistakes with small airlines like Cambodia Air…sounds safe huh. They have been in business a short time. Wonderful.

I worry that my hired driver and guide in India will show up and we won’t be attacked by gangster there. India has had a slew of attacks against foreign travellers lately. I worry a piece won’t work in Cambodia and we will miss India.

I worry that I made the itinerary way to agressive. I tried to fit in like half of the world into 3.5 weeks. Classic Angela style.

But I felt like I couldn’t go there and not see what I set out to see. It has been 25 years since I have been to Asia and I went three times during that period. I may never go back so this it.

Ok I feel lots better getting all of this out on paper.

Now my brain is cleared. I am blasting the WICKED soundtrack from Broadway now…..time to get going.

I should be doing less…..that is obvious and for the last year, I have done exactly that. This wouldn’t be an issue if I wasn’t leaving as the things that are stressing me out are just my normal life, the timing is just super bad for this trip. Two weeks ago nothing was happening.

Murphy’s Law!

Trinity High School Theology Fair

We crammed so much into this past weekend that it was down right pathetic. One of the highlights was the Trinity High School Theology Fair

Good thing we did, it was sunny, cool weather and perfect spring like conditions with summer creeping right around the corner.

The last week, we have been battling this type of weather day in and day out. Today, I heard we were getting more rain and I wouldn’t know if it was November outside or June. It is ok that I am eating like it is winter again and laying in bed for long stretches under my conforter. I like that we live in the Artic year round- NOT!

Friday night, we kicked off the weekend by visiting Chase’s Theology Fair at his high school.

He built the Ark of the Covenant for his display and presentation and scored an A for it.

This was a wonderful night as every student was dressed in biblical attire representing a bible story. There was some amazing detail that went into the projects.

We all agreed that you will never see another student body on a given evening look like this in this day and age.

It was wonderful to see students celebrating the word of God. It is just so “un-highschool” like now.

I enjoyed watching Chase give his presentation, I was so proud of him, he worked so hard and seemed so confident.

I am still in awe that the school year is coming to a close. He has two more days and a couple of more finals and then freshman year will come to a close.

This is a photo of Paul Wiley, who he is good friends with. Chase was 9th grade VP this year and Paul beat him out by 9 votes for 10th grade VP. A loss for Chase but we are excited for Paul. Chase has made a great group of friends at the school.

Thanks to all of our friends who came out and supported him from our social circle. It was a great evening.

Tie Dye Shirts

I spent an afternoon at Elizabeth’s school doing Tie Dye shirts. Actually, I was just the photographer and another couple of moms did all of the work, but it was a fun activity before the tropical storm hit on a hot day.

These are a few of the shots from the event. It made me want to homeschool Elizabeth next year, because I realized how little public school does as far as fun activities….but I really like the school she goes to! One more year and then she will join the ranks. Thank heaven for all of the creative mom’s that volunteer at the school. I see some of my neighbors there constantly, I wish they were teachers. They add so much to the system.

Elizabeth is a foot taller than some of her frineds!

She had a blast making her shirt for field day. I quickly realized my elementary school days are coming to an end. As the year end approaches I am feeling all types of emotions. I am sick of making lunch, tired of filling out forms, sick of doing homeschool math and tired of the routine, but sad to see my kids aging so quickly.

Bad Things Happen to Good People

I heard some very heartbreaking news about someone very close to me yesterday.
The bottom line (since I am not disclosing details and can’t-not my story), bad things happen to good people.

I was sick to my stomach when I heard the news. I was sick that people are so sick. It made me want to never let my children go outside, and it made me not want to trust a soul.

Mankind can be so wonderful as I posted yesterday and so disturbing on the other end.

I am leaning on this thought this morning and remembering that as it did this past week-
The truth always exposes itself and people will get caught for their actions that are contrary to God’s laws and moral behavior and did in this case.

I know that suffering is such a part of this whole mortal experience, and we will all go through it at some point or another. You just wish you could take off of the plate of others and do it for them.

For today, hug a child, lift a soul, love one another, be kind, share compassion, lift others and reach out.

Generosity and Gratitude

I am overwhelmed by generosity and gratitude this morning on so many levels. Thank you to everyone who supports our humanitarian programs at Color My World . There are too many people to mention but you know who you are!

I woke up to a “surprise” charitable donation this morning! I am feeling so humbled by generous families not only in my town but around the country! I have shared this quote before but it has become my mantra! Thank You!

Here is what I wrote to the donor after receiving the news- “I just went to bed last night with the thought of “How are we going to come up with money for Nicaragua for the solar cooking project for August?” (When I am gone to Asia for a chunk of the summer.)

We have had an outpouring for OK with kits and I just felt that it would be hard to reach out to the world again. You are an answer to silent prayers!”

I am reminded of the greatness of reaching out when I think of people like Ghandi.

Here is a little quote he said that I love-

“I shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do or act of kindness I can show to any human being let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.” -Mahatma Ghandi.

As we pace ourselves through the many things that we could be doing, or feel guilty that we are not doing it is hard to narrow down what we should be doing and then perhaps we do nothing.

I want to remind us all-

Our Motto at Color My World is “Search Inward, Look Upward, Reach Outward”! My day has started with a smile on my face because of generosity in the world….what a way to start!

Yankees, Chinese Karate & Family History

I am on full time parent duty this week. Brian is in NYC entertaining doctors from Japan. Here he is at Yankee Stadium.

I was shocked to see him wear a Yankee jersey. You do what you have to do when you are getting paid.


Brian is a true blue Red Sox fan and when he emailed me this photo- here is what he said.

“Tough job but somebody has to do it. By the way the Yankee shirt is going into a bomb fire when I get home :)

It looked like a perfect summer’s night for a baseball game.

He barely made it down there with the weather being all whacked. Two flights were cancelled and then he rented a car from Boston and finally drove it.

2. It’s June 4th and I am not sure it feels like summer- or maybe it is a crazy summer. This weekend it was like 90 degrees and boiling, then it was nasty with thunderstorms left over from tornados and threats of tornados here, now it is cooler.

Bottom line- I just want to head to the beach without any weird weather. We didn’t go much last summer with all of our travel and this summer is wild with kids and parent’s everywhere.

To top it off my air conditioner is out in my car and happened right when the 90 degrees struck. It has been miserable. Need to get that fixed pronto!

3. Hillary is still loving China. You can see her updates over at her blog. It was the best choice we ever made for her.

Some days they seem super official!

And other days it seems like a sorority party. I think they were dressing up for a water balloon war.

4. School is winding down for the kids and I am officially the worst end of school year parent. I am not kidding. I have missed filling out more forms and paying for more things than you can imagine.

Does it seem like they just pile it on at the end? Everything is due, everybody has a recital, a seminar, a project due or something. I want to crawl in my little corner and research my ancestors that I blogged about last post.

In fact for ages, we thought this guys were our great- great- great grandparents, but I just learned yesterday that it was documented that they never had any children.

Hmmm…and why did a 25 year old marry a 59 year old in the 1850′s? I don’t understand that.

Family History is so darn addicting. I find if I don’t put a time limit on it, I am researching for hours getting absolutely no where but learning some interesting facts.

5. Finally, Noah watched the National Spelling Bee last week and is determined he is going to compete this year. He is probably my only kid that could take that serious since he has the mind for it and my other two older suffer dyslexic spelling issues.

I love that he wants to make that a goal, because it helps him regardless of winning with his vocabulary and roots of latin etc. It is a perfect homeschooling goal and will give him something to focus on.

He started yesterday and loves studying word roots and spelling words.

We kicked it off by watching Akela and the Bee, which was his favorite movie when he was younger.

Ancestors and Family Tree

Wow…. I love my ancestors. I decided to dive into the family tree this weekend to feel like I was doing something worthwhile as I felt like my life has been unproductive lately. It is amazing what these stories and lives were like.

My decisions and my choices seem so uneventful compared to what they went through to give their posterity a better life.

I love the new Family Tree on Family Search. You can add stories and photos and details and I just did that for several hours, it is so addicting. It is fun to learn where and who you come from.

I found out that a couple of generations back two grandmothers (ggg) and (gggg) died of ovarian cancer and other extended relatives were horse raiders, some sent young children to America in hopes of a better life, while others walked barefoot across the plains and buried babies in shallow graves. Many raised children and fought off grasshopper plagues that killed their crops and others met as young couples strolling along the Mississippi river. One family met the author Charles Dickens when he was writing The Uncommercial Traveller and was interviewed by him.

There were so many moments this weekend that I wish I could have stepped back in time.  I wonder often and believe that even though they are dead, I feel they are around us strengthening us and protecting us.

This is my great grandfathers family. I feel a connection to him even now.  He is the son and second  boy in on the right.  He served a mission in Samoa, died young from heart failure. He was 48. He was a farmer, but during the winter, he drove a school bus. He went to get the kids in the afternoon, but on his way, he stopped at service station to fill up with gas. He was sitting in the garage talking to some other fellows and suddenly dropped over dead.

Stories like this are reminders that life is fragile and you might not live until 90 years old.  There is a time and season for everything.  There is a time to be born and a time to die.  How you go, doesn’t matter, when the time is here, your time on earth is up.  Family history can be haunting to realize that none of the people you research are alive.  It teaches you that your life on earth is a temporary stage in a huge eternal existence.  Make the most of it.  Live it daily, love it and show gratitude.

My grandfather later died young as well.  We worried my father would pass but  he beat the odds and is now nearly 75 years old.

Dive into a little family history if you want to be amazed at how much you are blessed. Register for Family Search and type in a your name to see your entire history. I added story and photo after story and photo this weekend.

 

 

And if that wasn’t encouragement enought…..Finally, The New York Times says your kids do better when they know their history. I have attached that article-

THIS LIFE
The Stories That Bind Us

I hit the breaking point as a parent a few years ago. It was the week of my extended family’s annual gathering in August, and we were struggling with assorted crises. My parents were aging; my wife and I were straining under the chaos of young children; my sister was bracing to prepare her preteens for bullying, sex and cyberstalking.
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Sure enough, one night all the tensions boiled over. At dinner, I noticed my nephew texting under the table. I knew I shouldn’t say anything, but I couldn’t help myself and asked him to stop.

Ka-boom! My sister snapped at me to not discipline her child. My dad pointed out that my girls were the ones balancing spoons on their noses. My mom said none of the grandchildren had manners. Within minutes, everyone had fled to separate corners.

Later, my dad called me to his bedside. There was a palpable sense of fear I couldn’t remember hearing before.

“Our family’s falling apart,” he said.

“No it’s not,” I said instinctively. “It’s stronger than ever.”

But lying in bed afterward, I began to wonder: Was he right? What is the secret sauce that holds a family together? What are the ingredients that make some families effective, resilient, happy?

It turns out to be an astonishingly good time to ask that question. The last few years have seen stunning breakthroughs in knowledge about how to make families, along with other groups, work more effectively.

Myth-shattering research has reshaped our understanding of dinnertime, discipline and difficult conversations. Trendsetting programs from Silicon Valley and the military have introduced techniques for making teams function better.

The only problem: most of that knowledge remains ghettoized in these subcultures, hidden from the parents who need it most. I spent the last few years trying to uncover that information, meeting families, scholars and experts ranging from peace negotiators to online game designers to Warren Buffett’s bankers.

After a while, a surprising theme emerged. The single most important thing you can do for your family may be the simplest of all: develop a strong family narrative.

I first heard this idea from Marshall Duke, a colorful psychologist at Emory University. In the mid-1990s, Dr. Duke was asked to help explore myth and ritual in American families.

“There was a lot of research at the time into the dissipation of the family,” he told me at his home in suburban Atlanta. “But we were more interested in what families could do to counteract those forces.”

Around that time, Dr. Duke’s wife, Sara, a psychologist who works with children with learning disabilities, noticed something about her students.

“The ones who know a lot about their families tend to do better when they face challenges,” she said.

Her husband was intrigued, and along with a colleague, Robyn Fivush, set out to test her hypothesis. They developed a measure called the “Do You Know?” scale that asked children to answer 20 questions.

Examples included: Do you know where your grandparents grew up? Do you know where your mom and dad went to high school? Do you know where your parents met? Do you know an illness or something really terrible that happened in your family? Do you know the story of your birth?

Dr. Duke and Dr. Fivush asked those questions of four dozen families in the summer of 2001, and taped several of their dinner table conversations. They then compared the children’s results to a battery of psychological tests the children had taken, and reached an overwhelming conclusion. The more children knew about their family’s history, the stronger their sense of control over their lives, the higher their self-esteem and the more successfully they believed their families functioned. The “Do You Know?” scale turned out to be the best single predictor of children’s emotional health and happiness.

“We were blown away,” Dr. Duke said.

And then something unexpected happened. Two months later was Sept. 11. As citizens, Dr. Duke and Dr. Fivush were horrified like everyone else, but as psychologists, they knew they had been given a rare opportunity: though the families they studied had not been directly affected by the events, all the children had experienced the same national trauma at the same time. The researchers went back and reassessed the children.

“Once again,” Dr. Duke said, “the ones who knew more about their families proved to be more resilient, meaning they could moderate the effects of stress.”

Why does knowing where your grandmother went to school help a child overcome something as minor as a skinned knee or as major as a terrorist attack?

“The answers have to do with a child’s sense of being part of a larger family,” Dr. Duke said.

Psychologists have found that every family has a unifying narrative, he explained, and those narratives take one of three shapes.

First, the ascending family narrative: “Son, when we came to this country, we had nothing. Our family worked. We opened a store. Your grandfather went to high school. Your father went to college. And now you. …”

Second is the descending narrative: “Sweetheart, we used to have it all. Then we lost everything.”

“The most healthful narrative,” Dr. Duke continued, “is the third one. It’s called the oscillating family narrative: ‘Dear, let me tell you, we’ve had ups and downs in our family. We built a family business. Your grandfather was a pillar of the community. Your mother was on the board of the hospital. But we also had setbacks. You had an uncle who was once arrested. We had a house burn down. Your father lost a job. But no matter what happened, we always stuck together as a family.’ ”

Dr. Duke said that children who have the most self-confidence have what he and Dr. Fivush call a strong “intergenerational self.” They know they belong to something bigger than themselves.

Leaders in other fields have found similar results. Many groups use what sociologists call sense-making, the building of a narrative that explains what the group is about.

Jim Collins, a management expert and author of “Good to Great,” told me that successful human enterprises of any kind, from companies to countries, go out of their way to capture their core identity. In Mr. Collins’s terms, they “preserve core, while stimulating progress.” The same applies to families, he said.

Mr. Collins recommended that families create a mission statement similar to the ones companies and other organizations use to identify their core values.

The military has also found that teaching recruits about the history of their service increases their camaraderie and ability to bond more closely with their unit.

Cmdr. David G. Smith is the chairman of the department of leadership, ethics and law at the Naval Academy and an expert in unit cohesion, the Pentagon’s term for group morale. Until recently, the military taught unit cohesion by “dehumanizing” individuals, Commander Smith said. Think of the bullying drill sergeants in “Full Metal Jacket” or “An Officer and a Gentleman.”

But these days the military spends more time building up identity through communal activities. At the Naval Academy, Commander Smith advises graduating seniors to take incoming freshmen (or plebes) on history-building exercises, like going to the cemetery to pay tribute to the first naval aviator or visiting the original B-1 aircraft on display on campus.

Dr. Duke recommended that parents pursue similar activities with their children. Any number of occasions work to convey this sense of history: holidays, vacations, big family get-togethers, even a ride to the mall. The hokier the family’s tradition, he said, the more likely it is to be passed down. He mentioned his family’s custom of hiding frozen turkeys and canned pumpkin in the bushes during Thanksgiving so grandchildren would have to “hunt for their supper,” like the Pilgrims.

“These traditions become part of your family,” Dr. Duke said.

Decades of research have shown that most happy families communicate effectively. But talking doesn’t mean simply “talking through problems,” as important as that is. Talking also means telling a positive story about yourselves. When faced with a challenge, happy families, like happy people, just add a new chapter to their life story that shows them overcoming the hardship. This skill is particularly important for children, whose identity tends to get locked in during adolescence.

The bottom line: if you want a happier family, create, refine and retell the story of your family’s positive moments and your ability to bounce back from the difficult ones. That act alone may increase the odds that your family will thrive for many generations to come.

“This Life” appears monthly in Sunday Styles. This article is adapted from Bruce Feiler’s recently published book, “The Secrets of Happy Families: How to Improve Your Morning, Rethink Family Dinner, Fight Smart, Go Out and Play, and Much More.”

Quick Stop at Magic Kingdom

Saturday on our Mother and Son, one on one date, we headed to Disney’s Magic Kingdom. Although I carried my big camera, I ended up taking more photos with my iphone.

I am just a Disney lover all around. I hate the crowds, the spandex, people eating a leg of turkey and the heat, but there is something just magical about Disney and I love to go there with my kids.

Chase and I went to Disney in Paris in 2010 and then he went a few times when he was younger, but he has gone the least of all of my children.

He seemed completely unfamiliar with it all.

He could only remember a few rides and so we hit it hard, riding all of the big rides first and then making our way to fantasyland.

We definitly got wet on Splash Mountain.

I was shocked at how few options there are for eating healthy there, but I managed to find my salads and my fruit. I made it a goal right from the “get-go” to find healthy food. I am on week 4 of changing my health, I feel a lot better, but there is no noticeable difference except internally.

I am completely aware now when I eat sugar and feel almost sick and bloated. My blood sugar stability is more excellent then 4 weeks ago and I am actually starting to crave veggies….on a regular basis now.

Chase had no problem joining the foodies at Disney! Ha ha

I can feel the small differences but I have yet to see any external.

Back to the trip! The whole day was just a great day to talk and ask questions.

When Chase was little we had several moments when he “needed a sword,” I thought this was funny after we came off of the Pirates of The Caribbean, he headed right to the swords again at nearly 16 years old.

My favorite part of the day at Disney is the Monster’s Inc Laugh Floor which we went through twice. I was selected to make a fool of myself on the big screen as they select audience members to participate. (Not by choice) I was laughing so hard, I could hardly do it.

My other favorite is the Electrical Light Parade. We had a great time watching it and wrapping up our day.

One on One dates are so important because you not only gain so much information from your kids but also build a stronger bond. Going to Magic Kingdom just reminded me of how fast time is going by. It seemed just like yesterday, he was a little kid and we were chasing him around. Oh, I wish I could stop time!

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