Thursday, April 28, 2011

Easter Eggs and Kite String!

At our house, one of our favorite Easter traditions isn’t coloring Easter eggs or going on Easter egg hunts or even all of the candy we get (even though we do love all of those things)…our favorite tradition is what we call “the string thing”! So what exactly is the “string thing”? Well many years ago I had a friend introduce it to me, telling me that it was one of their favorite family traditions...and since then it has become one of ours too!

It’s really kind of simple. It involves a whole roll of kite string and an Easter basket for each child and takes a little work, but the kids love it. What I do is tie the end of the kite string onto the basket, hide it in a good hiding place somewhere in the house (we’ve done it outside too) and then I take the roll of string and unwind it as I string it in and out of furniture, over and under things, through and around whatever I can find and then when I get to the end of the kite string, I tie the end of the string to the spool and then sit it down and try to remember which child it belongs to...and where it’s at after I do the same thing for everyone else! In the past, I’ve tried to make the spools all end at about the same place, but that’s not always easy to do!

By the time I get done doing that for 2 or 3 or 4 kids, it’s nearly impossible to make your way through the main part of the house! Rod doesn’t really like it because he gets stuck in his bedroom, unless he wants to crawl and climb through all of the string, and that just frustrates him, so he usually just stays in his room. That’s not always easy though because the kids are usually hanging out with him while they wait for me to get things ready...and they’re bouncing off the walls so it’s hard to be with them for very long!


This year before I hid anything or did any of our Easter activities, I waited until we heard from Jon and Brittney. I knew they probably weren’t going to join us for dinner because they already had plans with Brittney’s family, but it had sounded like they were going to come over for a few minutes before that and I wanted to wait to see what their plans were and sure enough, as soon as their church got out, they came by. I wasn’t sure if they would want to do anything or if they would just want me to give them their baskets...but they were good sports and said that they would do the “string thing” with us since Brittney had never done it before! I even coerced Jon and Brittney into hiding all of the candy filled Easter eggs out in the back yard because the kids usually go on an Easter hunt for their candy after they’ve found their baskets!

While Jon and Brittney were busy outside, the boys were in their room with the door closed and I was hurrying to get the baskets hid and the string all strung throughout the house. I even got Jon to help me a little. Then everything went awry! I was just about done with my last string, and I heard Brittney, who was sitting in the living room say “Hello President Reed!” as she looked out towards the front door! I stopped dead in my tracks! Was she just kidding or was he really at the front door? And why would he be at our front door on Easter Sunday? I didn’t have to question for long because as soon as she said Hello, I heard President Reed’s voice and I knew she wasn’t kidding. I immediately wanted to go into stealth mode and crawl away and hide (because that would have been the only way to get out of there at that point!), but I obviously couldn’t just leave, so I made my way out to the front door to greet President Reed myself. I almost laughed when I saw him standing at the front door surrounded by strings going every direction, but I knew that wouldn’t have been so smart! Instead, I could see that he had come to visit, so I did my best to hold the strings up and push some of them down so he could make his way into the living room. It wasn’t easy!

He had come to visit Rod about some church stuff and I wasn’t sure if I should make myself scarce or stick around. I kind of hoped he didn’t mind us all sticking around because Jon and Brittney were pretty much trapped on the couch. Needless to say, we had our visit but it was a very uncomfortable visit because President Reed couldn’t sit back and relax since he was completely surrounded by string! To top it all off, I could hear the boys in their room hollering, “can we come out yet?” I’m sure President Reed was wondering what in the world we were doing. I tried to explain but suddenly our fun little family tradition seemed like more of a nuisance than anything! I think I would have cut all of the strings just to get rid of them if I could have, but it would have just made a bigger mess of my string and I wasn’t sure it was worth that!

When President Reed got ready to leave, he volunteered to go out the back sliding door because it looked much easier to get out there than to climb back through the string to get to the front door. Somehow I just knew that Rod was going to be unhappy with me as soon as President Reed left, but guess what? He just said that it was OK and not to worry about it!

Once we finally got around to actually doing our Easter festivities, everything seemed OK again, but for a few minutes, I thought we might just have to give up on tradition and settle for something much simpler…like just handing over the Easter baskets already full of candy! But honestly, how much fun would that have been?

Monday, April 25, 2011

Cows, Sheep and Kids!

It’s that time of year when the kids get to go on field trips and of course, what mom doesn’t love to go along for the fun? It’s one of the things that I love the most! Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t informed that it was supposed to be nice and so it wasn’t! Even though no one likes to go on field trips when it’s raining and miserably cold, I guess it all comes back to that little phrase that all kids know very well, “you get what you get and you don’t throw a fit”! Fortunately, we mostly got the “cold” part for both field trips although we did get some rain at Hayden’s...but it only came when the kids were ready to eat their lunch, so we just moved into a big barn. It may not have been an ideal spot for lunch (with dirt floors and no real place to sit down) but it was better than being stuck out in the rain!

For Connor’s field trip we went to the Hamblin Dairy farm in Syracuse, so it wasn’t too far away from the school, which was kind of nice. At the farm, the kids got to learn about cows and all that they can do for us, they learned about how fertilizers can pollute our rain water, they got to make a wheat necklace, they got to see where and how the cows get milked, they got to pet some baby farm animals and they got to see a sheep get sheared. It was fun to see all of it, but it was sure cold! Fortunately, after days and days of rain, we finally had a dry day, and it was even sunny, but the wind was blowing so it was definitely cold! The field trip only lasted about an hour, so despite the cold, we figured we could handle anything for that long, especially if we got to be with our kids...right? I had to keep reminding myself of that fact, but it worked!

The baby animal petting part

Connor with his best friend Austin Harrison at the sheep shearing part

Connor didn't want to get too close to the cows

At Hayden’s field trip a week later, I thought for sure that it would be nice because we’d had a nice week (after Connor’s field trip of course), but we weren’t so lucky. I volunteered to drive my van and take all of the moms along since there were only 4 of us! Surprisingly, all of the rest of the parent volunteers (about 6 or 7 of them) were dads! I only had about ¼ of a tank of gas when we left the school, but we were only going to Antelope Island and that’s only about 5 or 6 miles away from the school so I wasn’t too concerned. What I didn’t know is that once we got to Antelope Island, we had to go all the way to the south end of the island, which was about as far away as it would have been to drive all the way to Salt Lake! The further and further we went, the more I got nervous about running out of gas as I watched the gas needle steadily drop towards EMPTY! We made it to the Garr Ranch, which is where we were going, but I wasn’t sure we’d make it all the way back to the school...unless it was on fumes! I tried not to think about it while the kids were on their field trip though!

Hayden with his group in the sheep shearing barn

The kids started off their field trip by taking a walk around the wetlands while the parents got a quick lesson on the mini classes we were teaching the kids. The class that I got to teach was about spinning wool. They were only at each station for about 10 minutes but there were 9 groups of kids, so it felt like an eternity before we were done, but at least I had the help of another mom so I didn’t have to do it myself! I definitely couldn’t do that every day! The three things that made teaching my class tolerable was first of all the fact that we were doing it for our kids, then second that I got to do it with another mom that I enjoy working with, and last of all, that we got to be inside the barn to do it and that they’d closed the barn door so that we didn’t have to deal with the miserably cold wind that was blowing outside!
Hayden with his best friend Brighton Huggard

Standing out in the rain with the Great Salt Lake in the background

Hayden with his teacher, Miss Andersen

The barn where we did our class and ate our lunch

When the classes were finally over, we got to eat lunch with our kids inside the barn like I mentioned earlier and then I got to stress over my gas situation again! We decided to leave before anyone else did so that if we ran out of gas, at least we’d have someone behind us to stop and help us! Otherwise, we might be stuck out there on the island forever! All the way home we watched the gas gage that showed the miles we had left until we were out of gas as it dropped from 21 miles down to 17 and then continue to drop down until it got to 5 miles…and that’s when I got the most nervous because we had at least 7 or more miles left to go! I finally just switched the gage back over to the temperature because I figured if we were going to run out of gas, it was going to happen whether we were watching it or not and why put ourselves through that stress? We barely made it and I’m sure we were on fumes because the gas gage registered 0 miles when I got to the gas station! At least we made it…and we had a fun time with the kids too!