For LOVE!

Toone Families Story

John and I have shed tears over this story many times. We don't know these people, but they must live close to us. The funeral for these little girls will be held down the street from us tomorrow.

Doesn't it seem like most days life is one continual motion. It is almost as if we are in-human, because nothing is threatening our routine of life. Then "WHAM" an accident, a tragedy happens, and all the sudden life seems a little too real. Sometimes it doesn't have to be your own tragedy to feel the effects, and you realize once again how precious life is.

I have heard one too many stories lately of God calling one of his precious little ones home. To be watching your little ones play on Friday, having them wake up sick on Saturday morning, and gone by Saturday night. It seems unfathomable. I've said it before and I will said it again, this is not the trial I would choose if we had a choice. But something these little girls father said, really hit home. (Paraphrasing) "One of the things that is getting us through this, is that we know none of us are going through this alone. They have each other, and we have each other." Can you imagine the pain of losing two? And yet their good hearts are holding onto the fact that they have each other.

My familes heart and prayers go out to this family. God bless them and give them comfort in these hard time. I also pray that I may cherish everyday I have with my beautiful ones.

A slave to the ALARM CLOCK!

At the end of January John had a very needed break. Very needed for him and for his wife. My parents came and watched the kids for one night while we got away. We saw Avatar in 3D, ate dinner(this is heaven with no children), and spent a night at the Anniversary inn. I REALLY didn't want to come home, but we still had the whole week to look forward to with having Daddy home. We did some fun things with the kids like surf and swim, read books(okay, I do do this sometimes when he is at work), and even the circus. We went up to see John's parents in Idaho. My kids adore their grandparents and cousins. It makes me so happy to see them enjoy themselves with family. John and I slipped away with his mom, brother and his girlfriend to see the BYU ballroom dancers. It was a lot of fun. We even got to see Ryan and Ashley from "So You Think You Can Dance." They weren't my favorite dancers on the show, but it was still fun to see them in person. Although Rockland is a little remote for me, we always have a good time, and it was good to be there while John's dad had some medical issues. Dr. John = HERO!

But now that the vacation is over and my Hero has returned to his everyday job, I miss him. I am really so grateful for him. On Monday morning when that alarm rang for the first time in 10 days, I felt like 1) I didn't want to let him go, and 2) He is amazing that he can get up everyday and go to work, especially when the alarm is set for 4:30. I think, being a mom is a very hard job, rewarding in its ways but hard. But was I ever grateful to my husband that morning that HE was the bread winner, and the slave to the alarm clock. I might hear the ring, but I don't have to answer the call. I like being able to go to work in pajamas(scrubs isn't that bad either). I needed this reminder. I love my kids but when John works long hours and the winter weather feels confining, life at home can seem very tedious. Now I use the alarm as a good loving reminder to myself how much I love my "JOB" as I snuggle down in my bed for another hour or two.

Thanks John for your tireless hours of hard work, even if all you do is listen to "blips of the heart." I love you honey.

Micah's first pop-star crush!

We were watching a very innocent music video, and Micah goes,"Mom, I love him!" Soon to be followed by, "I want to marry him."

I was in shock, and asked her "what is it you like about him, that he plays guitar?"

"No, she replied, I just do."

Later she said, it had something with the way he leaned over to strum his guitar. Mostly she told me this by demonstrating.

Here is the video.

His name is John Rzeznik. That is all I know about him, I don't really care to find out more, and when I went to the real version of this song, Micah wanted nothing to do with it. She immediately wanted to go back to the Elmo version and play it over and over. She kept giggling saying, "I will only go away from it for one song, then I gotta play it again." It was super cute, but just made me wonder what is to come in the future. I kinda miss the days when Elmo was her idol.

I personally think this has something to do with her Uncle Joel. She has a pretty big crush on him. He doesn't look much like John R, but he has shaggy hair and plays guitar and strums like him. I kinda hope it has something to do with it anyway.

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JO JO DESTRUCTO TURNS 18 MONTHS!

Josie Mae Farr

18 months on January 31, 2010

Height: 31 inches (30%)

Weight: 21 lbs 6 oz (10%)

OFC: 18.5 (63%)

Don't let her fool you, she might look innocent, sweet, and adorable, and she is, but her nickname is Jo Jo Destructo for a reason.

She can get into and on anything and everything. Garbage cans, dryer, top bunk, drawers, cupboards, opens doors, toilets, sinks...it could go on forever. She leaves a path of destruction wherever she goes.

Her favorite word is "MINE!" Does not matter what it is, she thinks the word "MINE' defines it. At least she is pretty good about not throwing a tantrum when she finds out the indeed it is not hers.

This picture isn't great, but essential. Josie does this thing where she bends forward just a little and flips her hands back(like in above pic). It is adorable.

This picture makes her look little, but she is getting big so fast!

She still absolutely loves milk!

Josie is a master study of her siblings. She had the perfect look down that melts her daddies heart along time ago. Jo has taken to liking sitting on the bar stools with the kids. Which can be a problem when she stands up. John was trying to help her understand the danger of it by scaring her with a mock fall. Then he set her firmly on the chair and walked to the other side of the island. Jo put on the saddest pout and peeked at John through her eyelashes. It was heart wrenching even for me. John gave her a big hug. She was immediately fine and smiling again...and ready to stand on the chair as soon as he moved away.

Godard Wedding

I thought I would finally post the pictures I took of this beautiful, fun, crazy event wedding.

He is the adored younger brother of my sweetest and awesome-est sister-in-law Joanne. They were a great couple and endured the cold as long as humanely possible. I wish them luck in there fun filled future together. My blessings to you both.

I had a good time while I was there, but stressed out a lot before hand and even after. I felt a little better when they sent their e-mail of gratitude and satisfaction with the pictures. However, I have no plans to do more weddings in the future. (But it was fun.)

Running log for my blog

Hello friends who are taking an interest in my health or mildly funny running activity. I don't have much to report, except that I am ALLERGIC TO RUNNING!!! It is true. A doctor has verified it for me. He really did, and the conversation went a little something like this.

I came in from running, and was sneezing my head off.

ME: Honey(yes, I call the doctor honey) what could I be allergic to out there?

Doctor: I'm not sure.

Me: Could it be the snow? Are people allergic to snow?

Doctor: AH NO! Snow is made out of water. Your body is made out of (some percentage was given here. I might have sneezed and not heard, or just gotten bored at his logic, either way I can't remember the percentage) water. Your not allergic to water.

ME: Well, this doesn't make sense. Why am I sneezing so bad?

Doctor: Maybe your allergic to running!

And there you have it people, I must be allergic to running.

Will my allergies keep me from getting that runner high that I have never yet obtained? No! I will still keep going. Slow and steady wins the race, right? Okay, maybe not wins, but I might make it to the finish line, dead last and sneezing my head off....lets hope I might have some rockn' thighs when I do it. Maybe ROCKING isn't the right word to use(get the visual). SEXY! Yep, that's what I meant...it's my goal. Obtainable? Probably not, but time will tell.