tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-357534632012-02-02T10:41:56.256-07:00If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put foundations under them. ~Henry David ThoreauBethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.comBlogger4111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-27783045910126741792012-02-02T09:33:00.000-07:002012-02-02T09:33:23.906-07:00

I'm just gonna come out and say it: My kid plays with toy guns. And, we're kinda okay with that. If I were a better mother, I would have done WAY more research on the topic, but I didn't. And so we're left with: My theory (which is probably way off base)... guns are a part of our lives...whether we like it or not. And let's be honest, sticks, rocks, and other inanimate objects end up being used

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I've been checking out new blogs lately (it's fun to freshen things up in my Reader) and recently found this one: It's a blog of photos taken by amazing photographers at weddings. The moments are all unique and yet, so real and average. I find myself scrolling through the photos, leaving the tab up and coming back to scroll through more. I can't

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All blog thoughts have halted. I need to reformat my brain, thoughts, feelings... I don't know... something. It feels like I'm in a blog rut and need to freshen things up. In the meantime, here are some highlights. Lucas and I are still swimming a few times a week, which has been delightful. He's a natural in the water and I'm constantly impressed/scared by his water confidence. Matt is working

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Do you guys read other blogs? If so, please check this one out! It will make your day.   http://www.postcardsfromyomomma.com/

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When you're a kid, there are very few things more exciting than the pool...especially when the kid I'm referring to is a mischievous toddler with buckets of energy to expend. We've been hitting up the community pool three times a week and frankly, it's great. In spite of the snow on the ground, freezing temperatures and being banished to the indoors... we still get to romp, splash and laugh our

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This past year I've arranged more room in my life for reading, and without regret.  Anyone who knows me will quickly agree that I've always spent the majority of my reading with non-fiction books... often self-help and books on spirituality or parenting. I'm gonna be honest... I'm tired of trying to fix myself.  I'm tired of trying to be a better person.  I'm tired of reading boring

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-23857311380901519872012-01-20T14:41:00.001-07:002012-01-20T14:41:20.994-07:00

Lucas and I met up with Erin, Quentin and new little Isabella today. We were supposed to go to the aquarium, but judging from the parking lot... everyone from the suburbs was hanging out... with their six kids, of course. You can imagine what the aquarium looked like inside: chaos. We will have none of that. So we went down to the mall instead. Obvious choice. The great thing about South Town

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Lucas has been unruly, no... straight up difficult.  And I am at my wits end with the boy. The child is a toddler (two and a half) and given the personality he's been blessed with, he is going to push buttons/blow boundaries/challenge authority/try new things/ruin things/be loud.... and many more.  So these days may just get more challenging for all three of us (here's hoping not). To boot,

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I had my hair cut last weekend. I went from sexy to practical. Sigh... From this... To this...  I realize I now have a "mom" haircut... and I'll admit I wish it was a bit longer... but after a little grow-out I think it'll be perfect. It's easier to manage too... which is a HUGE win. Here's to practicality!

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Well... Winter has finally settled in.  To be fair, it's been here for some time... the bitter, crispy cold... that makes your lips chap and nostril hairs freeze (not that I have nostril hairs... but yea).  We've had the cold, that's for sure. Last year we had mad amounts of snow.  It seemed like there were only a few weeks out of the Winter we didn't have snow... and this year, we have only

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-67110417164536825542012-01-17T11:00:00.000-07:002012-01-17T11:00:02.838-07:00

Last Friday night Matt and I were out for an opening night premier at the theater. Lucas was with the Cox family... pretty much doing what he always does: bug their kids. From the sounds of things, the evening went fairly normally... and then there was bedtime. Now, I should preface this by reminding everyone how difficult bedtime has become with our child. It's not tears, or refusal to go to

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-91005416777326251942012-01-16T16:13:00.002-07:002012-01-16T16:13:35.082-07:00

While house-sitting we took advantage of the glorious bathtub.! And by we... I mean Lucas. The child asked for a bath every day. Every. Day.  A few days prior to our house-sitting excursion, Lucas taught himself to be a monster. This resulted in making growling noises, scrunching up his face and chasing people throughout the house. Lovely.   Is there a better place to pretend to be a

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-4256815494583379762012-01-09T10:49:00.000-07:002012-01-09T10:49:00.719-07:00

This week, we're house sitting. It's lovely. And fun! We're spending some quality time with Henry... who is a big, fluffy dog... and cooking a few delicious meals... and snuggling on the couch... and taking baths... and watching movies... and having coffee dates! It's a great week to house-sit!

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The older I become, the less I care about the New Year.  It's true. In fact, this year Matt and I sat on the couch, ate way too many crackers and cookies and watched lame movies.  And at 12:02am we realized it was 2012 and gave each other an obligatory kiss...it went like this: Matt: It's 12012! Me: Wow... lucky you looked at the clock when you did. Matt: Happy New Year! Me: I guess we should

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-47369107802359713222012-01-02T21:01:00.002-07:002012-01-02T21:01:44.969-07:00

Someone likes to chase the cat... and when he has a camera in hand, he likes to take pictures of the cat. Poor kitty...

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Matt and I had the opportunity to take a night for ourselves last week, so we packed our bags up and headed to Park City*.  It was wonderful to spend an evening and a day with each other... talking about nothing of great importance, not worrying about when we had to return or responding to the small (but many) demands of our little child.  We just wanted to be together. For dinner, we ate at a

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-6261758494409834452011-12-29T09:41:00.000-07:002011-12-29T09:41:55.863-07:00

In spite of being far away, my folks went ahead and sent us lovely Christmas gifts through the mail. Two of Lucas' favorites are the Work Truck and his Crane... which he lovingly calls, Cranky. This particular vehicle is used as a seat more than anything. Evidently, it's perfect to watch movies on. And... after a shower... it's the first thing that is sat on with a bare bottom. Lovely...

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I'm not sure there is anything grosser than watching my child eat a fruit leather... tearing at it like a Velociraptor, while drooling like the Alien. His chubby little fingers become entrenched in the sticky, fruity goodness and eventually find their way into a super fuzzy blanket or his hair... every fiber clinging to those viscous fingernails and knuckle wrinkles. Lovely. Even in his

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-62738533869372981542011-12-26T10:46:00.000-07:002011-12-26T10:46:07.756-07:00

Our Christmas Day was splendid, as always. And though the presents are opened, we continue to think on the gift of Love that was bestowed on us thousands of years ago. The gift of the child and eventually the man, never cease to offer peace, grace and love. The glow of Christmas will shine in our hearts for weeks to come. As we ease ourselves back into the routine of things, we have so much to

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-9382894115826700452011-12-24T14:36:00.001-07:002011-12-24T14:36:20.083-07:00

Welcome to the World Corinne Elisabeth!  You are perfect. Grandma Lisa... Grandpa Dan Matt's sis, Bethany and her husband welcomed Corinne into the world yesterday morning. She's beautiful and we couldn't be happier for both the Tibbs and Alanko families. There is something so precious about newborns, that it breaks my heart we couldn't cuddle her, even a little. We'll be thinking about

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-85588118637069801012011-12-21T13:14:00.002-07:002011-12-21T14:08:06.299-07:00

Preparations for Christmas day are being made and we're nearly there!  We have breakfast, snacks and dinner in mind. Gifts have been wrapped and the tree is decorated with photos of loved ones, memorable ornaments, and lights that represent the star that shone on Christmas night.  Christmas cards with photos and sparkle sit on the mantle, reminding us of those we deeply care for.  The stockings

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-37897685437521343732011-12-19T12:22:00.000-07:002011-12-19T12:23:11.767-07:00

WARNING: This post contains some descriptive notes that are a bit... crude. The brunt of Lucas' potty training has been completed and for that I'm thankful. That being said, there are always little details that go unnoticed or unrecognized until we're in the thick of things. Things like: Public Restrooms - I have a method! Wiping - Degrading for all of us. Pulling Underwear Down - Weird... but

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-52486214061695951682011-12-18T09:51:00.002-07:002011-12-18T09:51:57.141-07:00

We stayed home from church today. Lucas has the gnarliest cough and goobers leaking from his nose. Grossness abounds. Spreading toddler germs wouldn't be the Christian thing to do. My treasure is in Heaven... because I'm such a good person. Just kidding...

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-20027591588971294752011-12-17T20:59:00.002-07:002011-12-17T20:59:46.933-07:00

I can't believe we're looking at Christmas day just a week from now! I LOVE the holidays and every year marvel at how quickly they fly by. This year... I blinked and they're almost here. We won't be headed home to Oregon this year, which is a decision both Matt and I made for multiple reasons. The largest being, Matt has to strike (tear down) Annie on the 23rd... which means flying on the 24th..

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-46490101898959418582011-12-13T13:57:00.001-07:002011-12-13T13:57:17.459-07:00

As I posted before, Matt had been working on Annie for the holiday season show at Pioneer Theater. I went into the evening dragging my feet, because in my personal opinion...Annie is one of the most annoying shows on the face of the planet. I was stoked about snuggling with my man all night, but not about watching a bunch of gnarly looking kids singing and dancing for two and a half hours.

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-41139906079707013912011-12-13T13:18:00.001-07:002011-12-13T13:18:59.084-07:00

As you've probably noticed, not a lot of action has been taking place on the blog. And to be honest, it's completely skipped my mind some days. I blame it on Matt. Matt has been home more the past two weeks, which is awesome! His last two weeks of tech for Annie... the guy logged 165 hours. I almost threw up in my mouth when he told me this gem of a fact. It's incredible how much time I have

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-91828871126563417252011-12-06T09:30:00.001-07:002011-12-06T14:01:21.653-07:00

Oh how I love the holidays! It's full of tradition, hope and togetherness. This past weekend we held up our tradition of going and getting a fresh (sorta) tree. Since living in Salt Lake, we've run up against the problem of no tree lots! Yep. Considering it's fairly high desert here, to truck trees in is quite expensive (unlike Oregon). With that in mind, a family from Kalispell, Montana brings

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-29183043843307854732011-12-04T13:32:00.001-07:002011-12-04T13:36:43.701-07:00

I don't know why or how... but something happened and Lucas is now potty trained! The kiddo hasn't had an accident or used a diaper in three full days. Yes, I said THREE DAYS! To sweeten the deal, he wakes us up in the night to use the potty!! I know, right!? I gave up, threw in the towel...admitted defeat. And then this happened. Maybe doing nothing is the key to gettin' your kid on the

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-82670577045382602782011-12-01T19:58:00.001-07:002011-12-01T20:23:38.471-07:00

Every night, Lucas is read a book before bedtime... sometimes four. We gather books that have a good plot (for a toddler) and good characters. We attempt to find a book that highlights relaxation and sleep... not that it does much good, these days... but nevertheless, a parent can try, right. All of that being said, it's been a delight to start reading books that focus on the Spirit of Christmas

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-59195826359279237902011-12-01T07:59:00.001-07:002011-12-01T10:22:42.300-07:00

As a child, I grew up peeling back cardboard pockets to reveal chocolate or candy on each day of Advent. Grandma always sent us a calendar to ensure as children, we were getting the most fun out of our Christmas as possible. Even though I have sweet, fond memories of childhood Christmases, as an adult, I've dreamed of having a calendar that has more meaning, relationship and tradition. The idea

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-44271659656145532442011-11-27T13:40:00.001-07:002011-11-27T13:53:31.541-07:00

As Advent is upon us, we find ourselves focusing on the beauty of this season. The cold, crisp days. The warm dinners with friends. Days filled with hot coffee and cocoa. But mostly, the season of Christ. The season of waiting on Christ and his birth. How we celebrate this season is an indicator of our hearts. May this Advent season fill your heart with love and a real spirit of giving. [AC]

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-53662113490075981572011-11-26T13:13:00.001-07:002011-11-26T13:20:07.896-07:00

If only I could get into my kid's head and rewire the way he deals with his bodily functions. It seems impossible right now and I find myself feeling like he's never going to get it... But... we still sit on the potty. A lot. And... we go through lots of underpants. And...we don't leave the house. And... we get treats if potty happen on the toilet (which feels like an accidental miracle at times

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-83807711847369023152011-11-25T13:23:00.001-07:002011-11-25T13:32:51.107-07:00

Guess who forgot to pull the green bean casserole out of the freezer yesterday!? This girl. I almost wept, knowing we'd be going without that cheesy, creamy, green bean goodness. I PUT BACON ON TOP TOO! Sadness...

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-40162131119654524382011-11-25T11:58:00.001-07:002011-11-25T12:18:36.265-07:00

Thanksgiving is always a time of community, for us and most of the people we share it with. Through discussion and conversation, it came to light that most folks spend Thanksgiving with friends... at least those of us who do not live near family. We spend it with the people we consider our family away from home... and often those are the folks we're closest to. Left to right: Jeremy, Haley,

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-45114398856409775152011-11-23T19:21:00.001-07:002011-11-23T19:21:19.961-07:00

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-62496898403059734932011-11-21T15:40:00.001-07:002011-11-21T15:48:55.228-07:00

They're so easy! All it takes is a little paper and a practice round. I tried one star with regular construction paper first... which is highly recommended. And then I made two of these cuties. I may make a few smaller ones and use them as Christmas tree ornaments! If you want to try it yourself, there is a very helpful tutorial here at annekata.

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-55869006342313570152011-11-21T14:36:00.001-07:002011-11-21T14:50:23.453-07:00

In spite of my withdrawn and antisocial week, this past weekend was full of social fun. Josie had herself a birthday and we all went out in her honor. We hit up The Westerner, which is a big western bar south of Salt Lake a bit. Lemme tell you... lots of good people watching there! We saw all types. Anyway... I did not manage to get a photo of the birthday girl (she was surrounded by so many

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-75474525732504247922011-11-20T23:25:00.001-07:002011-11-20T23:45:33.886-07:00

It's tough to explain... for someone like myself. I would confidently describe myself as a social person who gains energy and momentum in life through positive interaction with others. And yet, I find myself withdrawing at times... hiding, if you will. Last week I didn't leave the house much and in fact, didn't do anything social throughout the entire week. I deliberately stayed home and avoided

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-58898722795866184912011-11-20T13:56:00.001-07:002011-11-20T14:13:59.151-07:00

Our little man just went potty in his potty chair all on his own! This is big people, REALLY BIG! Due to the aforementioned fever rash, Lucas has some irritation in his...um...err...diaper area... so I've been letting him run around as God intended; naked. It's fabulous. For him. Ikea's LATTSAM Children's Potty I've planted his potty chair smack in the middle of the room, hoping his

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-85556923330090044022011-11-17T16:06:00.001-07:002011-11-17T16:12:28.684-07:00

I should have known better... but couldn't resist sharing these little gems with my cookie-lovin' guy. After a nibble or two on these delicious dark chocolate covered cookies all I'm hearing is: "Star Momma... Star...More! Peese!!" Can't say I don't blame him. If he weren't in the same room as me right now, I'd be shoveling them into my mouth by the fistful. THEY'RE SO GOOD! Trader Joe's

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-88354102940280379942011-11-16T09:50:00.001-07:002011-11-16T10:20:07.982-07:00

Lucas is feeling better today. He woke up asking for "COOKIES!!"... but is still not back to his happy self. He's edgy and emotional. Poor fella broke down because his car went underneath the dresser and he had to get down on the floor to retrieve it. Darn it when things don't go as planned! In addition to the emotional frailty, our little guy has a case of fever rash. Oh sadness. His diaper

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-39938699733491797802011-11-15T14:27:00.001-07:002011-11-15T14:37:15.397-07:00

Ahh, my precious little one. You are incredible...strong...intelligent and independent. But now, in this moment...these days... your body is weak. You cry tears of defeat and I cry tears... of defeat. What am I to do? How can I take this illness away... out of your body? Make you healthy and free of pain? The mother's cry. Is it heard by God? I have hope that He sees my weakness, in spite of

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-82994241659041760092011-11-14T11:15:00.001-07:002011-11-14T11:20:39.756-07:00

Normally... we find ourselves dealing with a sick little boy WHILE we're traveling, but Lucas held off until we were home. Sad little guy can't keep anything down today. So we're watching movies... and taking lots of cat naps. In his sadness... Lucas said his first full sentence! He said: "I want Daddy." Nearly broke my heart... precious lil' goober.

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-50238511237589316282011-11-14T10:41:00.001-07:002011-11-14T11:11:22.820-07:00

It's nice to back... although I think our trip to Portland was one of the most enjoyable we've had yet, which made coming back to Salt Lake a bit emotional for me. With that in mind, I had me a handsome man waiting... so I would consider that a pretty awesome incentive to head home. The weather here turned SUPER cold and there is even a little snow on the ground (sad). While we were in Portland,

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-27131748252501998702011-11-10T08:32:00.001-07:002011-11-10T08:40:09.449-07:00

I just had to share.... On of the best things about this trip has been sharing a bed with Lucas. I know... most of you moms are thinking, "Wha!?"... but seriously. We haven't ever been a family where Lucas sleeps in the same bed as Matt and I. Even as an infant, I could count on one hand how many nights he spent with us in bed. Our little guy has always slept better in his own space and Matt and

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We're having a good time here in Portland. It's Wednesday and we'll be headed back to Salt Lake on Saturday. But in the meantime, I thought I'd share a little of what we've been up to. It snowed on the way over, providing a picturesque drive. Lucas can't keep his hands off Brooklynn's bike and helmet. He loves it! Jacob really enjoyed the game we were playing... he he he. Love hanging

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Gettin' up bright and early and drivin' to Portland tomorrow! It's going to be a ridiculous trip. In a good way! The car is packed tonight and all we (Emily and I) have to do is get up at an insane hour, load those kiddos in and take off! We're hoping to hit Boise for breakfast. I can already hear that Grand Slam beckoning me...nothing like crappy diner food on a road trip. Deelish! To boot...

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Salt Lake City Kyle Costello Missio Dei Community Article by Missio Dei Community member, Levi Rogers Salt Lake City, Utah. Depending on one’s particular background or personal history, the place could have a variety of meanings. One might think of mountains, skiing, the Olympics, or conservative politics. But if you are like the majority of people, you think of Mormons,

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In the beginning, cutting Little Man's hair was soooooper stressful for me. He would wiggle and I would hesitate, worried I might cut too much. Or worse yet, I might cut something like an ear. My hands were ginger and often a bit shaky. But now... I'm finding myself much more as ease as I snip small, soft locks of hair away. I understand more about the shape of Lucas' hair and how it fits his

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We're all peering over the edge, looking for the same thing. Looking, seeking, reaching for something bigger than ourselves... meaning and depth in this life of disappointment. We want to feel as if there is a reason or a cause. And we accept that often there is no explanation...it's a sign of maturity and wisdom when a person can accept life as unreasonable... yet, in our hearts we long to

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On Halloween I got a text from my sister saying: "Halloweiner!" I must admit, it's one of my favorite holidays, even if it is the "devil's holiday." It makes me chuckle to think of folks who take themselves so seriously, they miss out on opportunities to be with their communities and have a little fun! The kids LOVE dressing up (so do the adults) and the thrill of parties and trick or treating

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As a mother who values structure and control, I have put off chaotic places and events to take my child in the past two years. One of those places would be the Children's Museum. Whenever someone would talk about taking their little ones to the Museum, all I could envision was kids running everywhere, foaming at the mouth and acting like a bunch of little hooligans. In addition, I envisioned my

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Things have been challenging lately and I find myself seeking the guidance of the One I know directs our steps and leads us to righteousness. In doing so, I've found myself drawn to reading, listening and viewing only things that lead me to truth. I keep going back to this:  

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Beth and Gordon were in town this morning for a bit. They made some time for us to all have lunch together, which was fun. It's always great to see family and catch up, even if it's just a few moments. The giant beer bottle in Beth's hand is for Gordon... not Beth. Just in case you were wondering... And... Beth is pregs (obviously!), so it was fun to hear a little bit about her experience as a

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On my own, I have never seen or read the Tempest... which to be fair, is probably one of the best Shakespeare pieces out there. It's riveting, humorous and touches on the important elements of the human experience... peace and revenge. Matt and I attended the opening night show last night and I was deeply impressed with the visual experience Pioneer Theater offered through the show. The show had

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Fall is the most delightful season of them all! I just adore the shorter days and cozier nights. It's true... when I worked outside of the home, I struggled with the darker mornings and sunsets that seem to come too soon. But now, I embrace them. The evenings are spent reading with a cup of tea and a candle. The mornings... getting up early to make oatmeal and coffee... and leaning into that

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This afternoon, Emily and I took the kiddos out to Antelope Island... which is one of the many islands in the Great Salt Lake. Antelope Island is the home to wildlife, including Antelope (bet you didn't see that one coming) and Buffalo or Bison. The kids were thrilled to see such wildlife. There isn't a lot to do out there, beside hike on the sand dunes (ugh... tough walk) or wade in the salty,

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Kirk and Aimee were passing through town last week. Kirk snapped a photo of us, because we've not seen each other for over a year! The last time we were together... Lucas was turning one. I'll post both pics for some perspective. Aren't they just the cutest little guys!? July 2010 October 2011 It'd be great if Lucas and Trip could spend more time together... but at this point, I'm pleased

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What's a better way to kick off the week, than a trip to the Salt Lake City Public Library! We are immensely blessed with the coolest library!  After find some neat books in the children's section (which is adorable, btw) we headed up to the fourth floor to enjoy the view... and check out our new reads!  This is the atrium of the library... the books on the left and study/quiet areas on the

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Lately I haven't been able to muster up the motivation to write about anything. Most likely it's due to the fact that I've been in my head and unable to recognize great moments that are totally blog-worthy. It's tragic when we get caught up in the circumstance and are so full of emotion, that we miss the beauty and shimmer of life. I've been so down-in-the-dumps these past couple weeks that I am

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It's a night-light that glows perfectly. You just push the top of the shroom and it lights up beautifully. I find it charming. You can get one too, at Target.

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Lucas figured out how to use the camera... all on his own. This last one... is me gettin' him back!

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A few days have passed and I've yet to post anything of sorts. It seems even a little fluff would be nice right now... but I seem to be barren with thought or depth. After all the moving we've done this is a totally normal pattern for me... move, hibernate, dwell and come out for air. I think we're progressing into the dwell portion. No more hibernation. Yay! With that in mind, the majority of

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This will be a short post, but I wanted to pipe in and give a little update. We're all moved in. Hooray! We officially moved out on Friday and that was a fairly smooth day. Of all the moving experiences, I would say it was the smoothest, least stressful of all. That may have to do with the fact that I'm not eight and a half months pregnant or dealing with a twelve month old. We had some great

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Well... here we are... two days and counting. Two days for what, you say? Two days till we move out of our apartment and into our friends' basement. What!? Yes.. you heard me right. Matt and I are moving into the home of our friends and living in their basement. Classy... I know. But hear me out. For years we've lived with financial debt. The kind of debt you always have if you go to

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On a heavier note... Matt's Grandmother Tibbs went to be with the Lord on Sunday evening. Our thoughts are with the family as they process and celebrate her life. We pray it would be a healing and uniting time for all.

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Our visit with Matt's folks was very nice. It's always a delight to see Lucas interact with his Grandpa Dan and Grandma Lisa. We were able to share a little slice of our life with the two of them: taking them to church, exploring Matt's workplace and seeing the "sights" of downtown Salt Lake City. Though it was a short visit, it was a very rewarding one.

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It's officially Fall and for this I couldn't be happier! Yay for crunchy leaves, short days, cool evenings and everything orange! On another note... Matt's folks are here! Wahoo! Posting may be less frequent... because we're having a great time together! Enjoy this beautiful Sunday with those you love!

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Today... I tried my hand at a little homemade interior decoration. And I'll be honest... I'm pleased.  After a little planning and forethought, I put together a little something that coordinated with the colors in our home. I picked a photo and bam! there it is. I'm fairly pleased. It's fun to create something from scratch. Here's the cool thing... these frames were bought months ago at Ross

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We're hooked on smoothies... especially blueberry spinach! Yum!

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Getting up early to greet the sun before it has a chance to peek over the mountains is a rarety in our home. But this morning it was I who was up. A wet baby with whimpers and cries stirs me from the warmth of the Hubs. After a diaper change and snuggles and kisses I find myself alert and awake. But still... I lie in bed for another hour. It's still dark, but I decide the day has started. There

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It would seem I've been doing a lot of complaining lately... mostly regarding home life and my extremely active child. I don't know what's going on. Matt's been working a lot and I have been spending extreme amounts of days alone... which if you know me at all, you know is incredibly stupid. This just leads to trouble most of the time. Or... I could be gearing up for Shark Week... which is a 

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This is me and my face. My face is resigned and non-verbally saying: "Not cool, dude. Not cool at all." When lame things happen in our house they typically take place literally 10 minutes before bedtime. I'm not sure why... but it's the truth. And tonight... while doing dishes my creative and inspired son decided to do a little decorating. Not just any decorating... decorating with a permanent

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And... here are some cute pics from our zoo trip this morning: Can't believe how big The Boy looks! "Lucas! Stand still!" Alidia and Aviana attempting to convince Lucas to take a pic. Impossible! Our favorite animal... who never fails to impress. The giraffe. Such gentle creatures.

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Mondays totally stink! True story. This is due to the fact that Matt goes back to work and I find myself back at the daily grind. I know, I know... I should find joy in my daily grind; serving my family and making our house a home. But c'mon... I like lazy Sunday mornings better. I like late dinners and up-all-night discussions. Can't do those after Monday. Gotta get back at it. And here we are.

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The evening Matt and I shared last night was fabulous. Our evening started with a predictably delicious meal at Pago. Matt had a burger and I had a steak... because the only meal that came with their mashed potatoes was the steak. Lemme tell you... those mashed potatoes should be called buttery, whipped, delicious potatoes. Yum! Caviar Potato Skins With Local Artisan Cheese Infused with Espresso

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Tonight the Hubs and I are going to see the opening night showing of "Next To Normal." I've been told I'll cry my eyes out. Hopefully for good reasons, because things have been a bit emotional around here already. Matt's been working too much. I'll say it. It has to be said. I'm selfish and I like havin' my man around. So tonight will be dinner at Pago (yum!) and the show. Maybe an after party.

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We're at a crossroads right now and I'm not sure what to do? This morning I woke up at 7:38a to what sounded like Lucas playing in his room. of course I thought to myself... that's crazy. He's in his crib. But then it hit me... that sneaky lil' man climbed out. Big sigh... Lucas has always been brave and when it comes to an obstacle, there is very little that gets in his way. He was awake... so

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Today I endured the dentist. And now I'm enjoying a beer (or two)... because going to the dentist is probably in my top five reasons life isn't always great. A few others would be giving birth, Walmart on a Saturday, and backne (that's acne on your back... in case you didn't know). Going to the dentist always induces sweaty pits, headache, ringing in the ears and feelings of exhaustion after a

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There is nothing quite like a deep-fried Twinkie... well... lemme rephrase that... there is nothing quite like your first deep-fried Twinkie. On Thursday night, Lucas and I went to the Utah State Fair with Emily and the kiddos (this was before Emily and Jeremy flew out late that night) and I had a wad of cash in my wallet. Now... when you go to the fair with small children and no spouse there

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Okay... this weekend was indeed a bit insane. I'm feeling it today after actually getting a full nights rest. It's funny how a person can run on pure fumes and adrenaline for days at a time, but once you let down your guard, you feel the actual effects of exhaustion. Matt was in tech all weekend (and will continue to be in tech for two more weeks), so essentially... I was on my own. I made

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This weekend is gonna be... crazy! I am hanging out with a few of my favorite kiddos while their folks go on a spectacular wedding trip to New York. Um... lemme rephrase that... Jeremy and Emily are going to New York to participate in another couple's wedding. Jeremy and Emily have been married for... um... awhile. A long while. So with that in mind, I'm hoping to post pics and lil' tidbits (

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Lucas and I are playing with Legos and I say, "What's your name?" He replies: "Dadda!" And laughs out loud. Special child...

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It's a weird moment when you realize your child is more observant than you. Lucas misses nearly nothing and now that he's talking, he constantly is alerting us with words like, "Moon, stars, car, truck, siren-sounds, cat, dog, horse...." and the list goes on. Yesterday he and I went to leave Emily's house and Emily so kindly put the stroller into the back of the car for me (she's a friendly

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This past weekend was a full one... but Sunday we made sure to spend a little time hangin' out. Our favorite thing is to hang out front... because I can chill with a cup of coffee and Lucas can explore to his heart's content. Win. Much time is spent moving these planters. They were supposed to be beautiful flowing flowers... but I cannot make anything grow for the life of me! Anywho... they're

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.... you just wanna take your pants off. Today is Labor Day. Hope you're sitting around, relaxing with people you love.

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So... Matt and I are hooked on Battlestar Galactica. I just had to come out with it. It seems after having a baby our idea of relaxation and "letting down" has changed a bit. I'd say we've probably stepped down to low-brow ways of escape and decompressing... which I'm not ashamed to admit. Watching TV is nice. No, it's great! After Lucas goes to bed, it's just too much to pick up projects or

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Lucas' fascination with bikes is over the top. The boy will hear a motorcycle from indoors, stop what he's doing and yell, "Bike!!!" And he'll keep saying, "Bike, Bike, Bike..." until someone acknowledges that yes indeed, that was a bike. The only thing cooler than a bike is a train and I'm just going to be honest here, odds are very low that Lucas will ever have his own train. But... Lucas now

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Ahhh... the challenges of parenting. They're fleeting and yet ongoing, it seems.  In the moment I tell myself, "this will pass, this will pass, this will pass." And yet, I feel the emotions rising within and my feelings taking over. In the moment, it doesn't feel like it's passing. It feels like day in and day out of tantrums, tempers, throwing, hitting....timeout and the daily swat to the hiney.

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It's a scorcher today... something like a high of ninety-five. I suppose that's not too bad. I find myself complaining about the heat far more often than my friends who are from Austin or Denver. I'm pretty sure they judge me every time I mention it. But the Oregonian in me feels like anything above eighty is hot! I can't tell if it's ninety or ninety-five... it's just hot. Anywho... it's hot,

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The storm is coming... I can see it on the horizon. Matt and I sit on the front porch. Talking. Drinking. His, a Tequila Sunrise. Mine, a glass of red wine. Yum. What a fantastic way to end our week. Or are we just beginning? Hmm... who cares. It's still great. The storm gets closer. The flashes of lightening are no longer just glimmers in the corner of our eyes, but now the brightening of the

Bethany Tibbshttps://profiles.google.com/110272103315759858280noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35753463.post-28494938554171406362011-08-27T08:07:00.000-06:002011-08-27T08:07:38.400-06:00

Yup... those are big boy underwear!

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Weddings are grand! There are two things that always make me cry and a wedding is one of them (childbirth is the other... in case you were wondering). Especially a wedding that has been carefully and thoughtfully coordinated. Ruth and Alex did just that. Last night Matt and I had the pleasure of witnessing Ruth and Alex's nuptials. Ruth comes from a Mormon background and though she no longer

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Lately the subject of community has been a topic of discussion amongst my friends here in Salt Lake City. And when we discuss community, it's in the context of the people living around us; working with us; shopping with us; worshipping with us... generally, all the people here in Salt Lake City (and by all, I mean ALL). And these discussions are efforts of myself and my friends to understand how

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... you're at Barnes and Nobles and they have an entire section called "Latter Day Saints." I found this interesting, because I hadn't noticed this in any other national chain bookstores. Sure, most stores have "Religion" and "Christianity" sections... but I don't believe I've ever seen Latter Day Saints. I must admit, there are more LDS bookstores than any other bookstore in town. That being

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It seems blogging has been especially difficult for me lately. I find myself not wanting to write or share, but... I am not sure why? I suppose it could be that I've been busy and my brain has just been too full to spill everything on "paper". Yes, I'm a thinker... I think and I process and then I think some more.  Where would I start? And then there's the "who cares what I think?" I go back and

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You know you're a committed parent when you find yourself thrilled at the thought of making your child happy. And even better... you know you're committed when it sneaks up on you in TJ Max. See, I was shopping for myself... not Lucas. And not only was I shopping for myself, but I was shopping for an outfit that would hopefully convince folks at a party that I'm not a mom (don't get me wrong...

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My sister started a blog! Hooray! Please visit "From The Desk Of Julienna" and be entertained and challenged with her first entry. She's the best.

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It seems there is never a day of boredom around here (during the Summer, that is), because there are a plethora of things to see and do in Salt Lake City. Today, for example, Erin took Lucas and I to the Red Butte Gardens. These are fancy gardens up in the hills, which overlook the city.  The Gardens include beautiful pathways of fragrant plants and vegetation. They also include large lawns to

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Erin's Dad is in town, so we all went to see Lyle Lovett at the Red Butte Amphitheater. What a great time we had, in spite of the random evening of rain/downpour/sideways wind! Quentin with Erin's Stepmom and Dad. Adorable. Erin and I attempting to stay dry. She had more success. Erin and Quentin dancing to "South Texas Girl"... and see that girl behind Erin... she stared at us all night.

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