Friday, January 9, 2009

A Million Dazzling Diamonds

When I backed the car out of the garage this morning I was met with blue skies and sunshine! It snowed a bit more overnight and there must have been enough wind to swirl things around leaving the ground smooth and fresh. The snow is the very dry kind that squeaks when you walk on it. The temperature was -3 F and the reflection of the sun off the snow was simply dazzling. If you click on the picture it will enlarge and you can see what I'm talking about although it still doesn't truly capture the beauty. The drive to Emma's school passes over a small river and the steam was rising off the water and it's mist had made the nearby trees appear powdered. It was really beautiful. I know they say that when Jesus comes again the earth will be made new and it will be perpetual Spring. Although I'm a fan of Spring I can't help but think I'll miss the beauty of days like this.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Snow Day

Snow day! When I was a kid I lived to hear those words! It seems though, that I didn't hear them that often. Now that I'm an adult, the words "snow day" don't evoke quite the same feel. Why is that? I think it's because my kids are little. "Snow day" means I have to entertain them and it absolutely will involve the labor of piling on of snow gear and then all too soon it's wet removal. Perhaps I'll like snow days better when they are older - when they will use the opportunity to go back to bed - when my heart will jump because I don't have to drive them to early-morning seminary - yeah. For now, I'll take comfort in the thoughts that the return of excitement when hearing the words "snow day" will arrive sooner than I think.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam!

Yesterday was "moving up day" at church. Emma progressed to CTR 6 and Lucy joined the Primary as one of it's newest Sunbeams! She was soooo excited! When she saw the nursery leader she pointed and told me, "That's my old nursery teacher. I don't go there anymore, but I'll give her a hug anyway." I couldn't help but smile when I saw her sitting in the front row with her arms folded so reverently. Emma was equally excited because mommy is the CTR 6 teacher and she is now in my class! I'm sure the day will come when she doesn't think it's "cool" to have her mom as a teacher but right now she thinks it's the neatest thing and I makes me feel good, too!

Thursday, January 1, 2009

A sweet Christmas story...

Emma's school has a "Christmas Shop" where the kids can purchase small, inexpensive gifts for their family. She got to go one Monday early in December to "preview" what they had and actually got to shop 2 days later. She came home after the preview with a list - names of family members on one side and the item she wished to buy along with it's cost on the other. She showed it to me so that I would know how much money to send in on her shopping day. I was a bit dismayed when I saw "earrings $3.00" written next to my name because every time I wear earrings my ears get infected unless they are the really good kind and I doubted $3 earrings ranked in that category.

As fortune would have it, Lucy and I had been playing dress up earlier that day while Emma was away at school and she graciously offered to share a play set of earrings with me. I told Lucy that she should wear them because I didn't like earrings. She asked me why and I told her that earrings made my ears hurt.

Sometime between Emma's arrival home from school and bedtime, she must have discussed her choice of gifts for me with Lucy because as I was putting Emma to bed she said, "Lucy said you don't like earrings but the ones I want to get you are so beautiful I know you will want to wear them forever and ever."

My heart melted. Emma's autism makes it hard for her to think of others and she rarely shows any genuine emotion. Between her autistic tendencies and always being in a hurry, "Bye, bye. Love you," is about as good as it gets and I'm not even sure she knows what she's saying as I've heard her say that when she flushes the toilet. That being said, I was really touched.
When Emma came home the day she shopped she carefully placed the gifts she purchased under the tree. As she held the box with my name on it she told me, "The blue flower earrings I wanted for you were already sold. I had to get you something else. I'll give you a hint, it's something you wear."

Everytime I saw the box under the tree I admit I hoped it wasn't earrings. If it was, how could I not wear them? I made sure we had Neosporin just in case.

When Christmas morning arrived Emma handed me the box. When I took off the wrapping paper I saw a shiny silver box and inside was a bracelet and a matching pair of earrings. I thanked her and tried to hug her but she was on to the next thing and that was that. I put the bracelet on and have worn it almost continuously since. The earrings...well...a few days ago she asked me why I hadn't worn them. I told her I was saving them for a time that I dressed up. I did wear them last Sunday when we celebrated Christmas with my mom. I had to take them out right after dinner as my ears started to hurt. Emma didn't seem to notice, or at least she didn't comment.

Since then they have been sitting on my dresser in the little silver box they came in. I caught Emma looking at them yesterday. As I passed by she spoke to me but kept her eyes on the box with the earrings in it. "The blue flower earrings I wanted for you were already sold. I had to get you something else. I chose these because of the box. It is so sparkley - I knew you would love it." She stood there for a few more minutes just admiring the box and I stood there just admiring her.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Twas the night before Christmas...and then came the rain.

I feel a bit betrayed...for a week or better before Christmas we enjoyed (or battled depending on if it was your responsibility to shovel out) snow storm after snow storm that created a perfect backdrop for holiday festivities. We went to bed Christmas Eve to the sounds of a fierce wind blowing warm from the south and woke to a soggy scene Christmas morning. Bah, humbug.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Welcome friends! We decided to jump into the world of blogging for our annual Christmas update in an effort to save some time, paper and postage! We hope you enjoy this way of "catching up." Life continues to be good for us. We are all healthy and happy and enjoying life. We love our little town, our home and our ward. Life around here is reminiscent of where both Loren and I grew up and we are very comfortable with it.
Loren continues to work for the NYS DOT. His main project, "The Connector Project" is a 5 mile road with 4 bridges costing 106 MILLION dollars. Some day it will connect Fort Drum to Interstate 81 but there is still lots of red-tape and reports to get through before it goes into the construction phase in the spring of 2010. Mind you, he has been working on this same project since his arrival here FOUR YEARS AGO! Loren has recently been attempting to make Vermont National Guard history by being the OLDEST officer candidate to graduate the OCS program. He has been in the program for about 9 months and has completed phases zero and one - where one is also known as "boot camp on steroids." That took up 2 1/2 weeks of his summer and made "YES SIR!!" a regular part of his vocabulary. Among his 1 remaining classmate (they started with 13 and the other 11 wimped out) he is lovingly known as "Grandpa" and in August 09 will graduate and be commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the Army National Guard Engineer branch. "HOOOOO AHHHHH!" On a lighter note, he still is serving as Assistant Ward membership clerk and 2nd Counselor in the High Priest group. He has been spending a lot of time with his new best friend, a Stihl chainsaw, as we had an outdoor wood furnace installed to combat what we thought would be outrageous fuel oil costs. Hey, we are warm. He has had no success, to date, at shooting any wild game in either NY or VT, but he would claim it's due to the fact that he hasn't had much time to try. He is still the girls favorite playmate and seems never to tire of swinging them up to touch the ceiling or playing "hide and seek." They are both "Daddy's little girl" and "Daddy's helper" and you can always hear a big cheer of "DADA" when he comes through the door. Like I said earlier, life is good.
I, Kym, am also doing well. I continue to enjoy creating and believe President Uchtdorf's talk at the General Relief Society meeting in September is grounds to continue enlarging my flower garden and purchasing card-making supplies. I was just recently released as Visiting Teaching Coordinator and am now enjoying teaching the CTR 6 class. Come January Emma will be in my class and we are both very excited about it. Primary has always felt like “home” to me. Hanging out in RS is difficult – lessons that don’t include a coloring sheet or a game just don’t feel right somehow. The majority of my time is spent on my life’s greatest work –Emma & Lucy. Last Spring Emma went through a series of tests that resulted in the conclusion that she has a “high likelihood” for Asperger’s Disorder – a high-functioning form of Autism. I had always thought there was something a bit special about her and now we have a name for it. Through the local school district and county she receives special services and has made great strides. She is slated to be evaluated at the Children’s Clinic in Syracuse at the end of January - we have been on their waiting list for 8 months and are anxious to learn what the specialists think. Needless to say it’s all very time consuming, as any parent with a special-needs child knows all too well. Emma turned 5 this year and started Kindergarten. She LOVES it and is doing very well. She was reading before she started but still loves “The Letter People” and doesn’t seem bored learning things she has already mastered. She seems to have a lot of friends and enjoys gym class the most. She recently lost a tooth which pleased her greatly. She is excellent at keeping secrets and continues to tease me with the secret of what she got me for Christmas. She has always been practical – last year it was a broom and for my birthday a bra. (Mind you, Loren takes her to buy these things! Why he doesn’t try to talk her into something else is beyond me!!) I can’t wait to see what it is this year!
Emma is an excellent singer and is always well heard in Primary. She has not quite figured out that there is a difference between singing loud and shouting. Everyone has learned to accept it as just Emma. She is very active in gymnastics and is in Level 2, which is a bit higher than most 5-year-olds and started dance this year as well. One excellent Emma quote and then I’ll move on –
One evening Lucy had a major melt-down about something so trivial I can’t even remember and it was all I could do to get her to bed. She ended up going without brushing her teeth and in just the shirt she’d worn for the day and a diaper. She cried herself to sleep and when it was finally over I went in to check on Emma and found she was still awake. I crawled in bed next to her and let out a big sigh. “I don’t know what we are going to do with Lucy,” I said. Emma replied, “Maybe we could sell her.” I controlled my urge to laugh and corrected, “No. You don’t sell members of your family.” “Oh,” Emma said and then thoughtfully added, “then maybe we could just give her away.” Lucy turned 3 which quickly brought back the fact that the terrible 2’s is nothing compared to the treacherous 3’s! Lucy is VERY animated and loves to pretend. She wakes in the morning and before getting out of be lets me know what she is and what I am – for example, “Mommy, I am a blue hippopotamus and you are a green hippopotamus.” From that point until she changes, she prefers to be referred to by that name and often will not do what you ask until you address her as such. I am often heard to say, “Lucy, blue hippopotamus, yellow baby whale or whoever you are right now, get in here and brush your teeth!”
She had no problem with Emma starting school. She shed no tears and has never asked for Emma or cared to know when she is coming home. Most days she doesn’t even want to go out to the end of the driveway with me to get Emma off the bus unless there is some other draw for her like getting to ride her bike an opportunity to make tracks in the snow. She really rather enjoys her time alone.
Lucy also takes gymnastics and dance and enjoys both very much. We think she may someday get into acting as she is incredibly gifted at memorizing word-for-word things she hears. One of the best examples is Veggie Tales. She can recite the words to most of the Silly Songs (except “Dance of the Cucumber” – they sing it in Spanish) and we think it’s pretty cool to show off her skills. She is very affectionate and compassionate. She loves babies and has one little boy, Levi, that is a particular favorite. One day she was holding him and asked, “Mommy, will you take a picture of me and Lovey, I mean Levi.” She talks A LOT and gestures and tilts her head like someone on the stage. Fortunately, she will talk to herself even after you have left the room. She is always having friends over – usually it’s the Backyardigans – and they all play well together. She can throw the BIGGEST fits and when she does it is LOUD!!! She gets very unreasonable at those times and IF she is able to be talked down you can usually only do it by pretending she is one of her favorite personas, “Baby Buddha, Baby Shluddha.”
All in all, things are going well. I’m going to try to keep up with this blog – let me know if you have one as I’d love to “follow it.” We love you all and miss you. We wish you all the merriest of Christmases and much health and happiness in the coming year!