A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

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In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...



Feb 21, 2008

Family Funnies...



Kids have real good imaginations, and for them, its real. As we look back in time, it brings a smile.

My Oldest daughter, Launie, would not go to bed until someone would go with her, and make sure there were no tigers in her room, or in the closet, or under her bed. A night light was required for awhile.

My youngest daughter, Jodie, would not take a bath unless someone was in the bathroom with her, because she thought sharks could come out of the foscet and into the bathtub. It often ended up with her sister working on her school homework, in the bathroom, while she had her bath. Good thing her sister Pauli, loved her enough to do it.

We had a exhaust fan in the bathroom that after a while it finely gave up and stopped working. A few years later our home received roof damage from a savere hail storm, the roof had to be replaced. Quick thought, lets replace the bathroom fan while the roof was being replaced. When my husband checked out the fan from on top of the house, he discovered that the fan had been filled with candy bar wrappers! The fan blades could not turn any longer, and the little motor burn it self out..... Latter in a family gathering, (if parents keep quiet you can get answers to alot of questions.) The kids would talk together, I found out that my son, David, would put his candy wrapperd down a pipe on top of the house when he was up there. This is the same young son who thought it made him a big person to walk through the front screen door and through the hedge in front of the door, braking the plant in that area. And to swing out on the ropes of the flagpole, until the flagpole broke in half. And after makeing a homemade spear, he tried it out on our large Doeboy pool, cutting out the bottom of the entire liner. This was all about the same time in life. We still love him, but there was never a dull moment with him growing up. So if you have boys, hang on to your hats.

For many years our family had an aquarium. About the time my first son was born, I bought a redtail shark. This shark became the ruler of the tank, and all the other fish knew it. We had him for about eleven years. This shark had his own house which was a piece of black slate leaning against the glass of the tank. After a few years, I bought five baby clown loaches. As anyone who has fish knows, clown loaches snuggle. These baby loaches followed eachother around the tank, until they found the redtail shark, and his house. They snuggled under him like a hen and her chicks, much to his surprise. They would follow him around the tank, like a mother duck and her ducklings. As hard as he would try he could not shake the baby fish off him, they had made him their mother.. After a few days, you could see him give up. And then he started to protect them from all the other fish, he would go to battle against the agressive fish if they even came close to the clown loaches. Even as adult fish they were still his to protect.

One night when I went to fill a baby bottle, I found him nose up, tail down, floating all around the tank, fast asleep...


One time on vacation, we had stoped for a rest, and a snack. My kids were in the back seat of the car. My oldest reached to unlock the door, the lock was like a heavy plastic, covered with aluminum, we discovered that it was pealing off. As Launie reached to pull up the lock she cut her little finger on the aluminum. We were all surprised to see the cut. When her dad ask how she did it, she said "like this", and showed him how...cutting another finger.

3 comments:

Pendragon Inman said...

jodie actually thought there was a large tank of water on the other side of the wall (the water that was used to fill the bathtub) The shark was the guard of the tank, which she had no problem with. But she was afraid that when the water was on, we'd drain his tank too low and he'd come through the foscet. Somehow, i guess she thought that if i was in there, i'd be able to magically save her from being eaten in case this massive thing managed to get through in the first place. Didn't make any sense to me, of course, but i stayed nonetheless. (Not that i was being a nice sister; just cuz mom made me.) tehehehe

Unknown said...

well.... actually the shark would get angry that his water was dropping and he could break through the wall of the tank... not fit through the fauset! Fit through the fauset, ha ha ha, like that could ever happen people... :) lol!

Pendragon Inman said...

HAHAHA.... yah, you're right. It was cuz he'd get angry. But i remember once having an conversaion with you-Doe (while you were in the tub) about how he couldn't get through the wall cuz the wall was solid brick, or whatever, and thn you said he'd come through the fascet if he couldn't come through the wall

love your kids