The problem with Blogging

The other night I was waiting for a load of whites to dry and got caught up in jumping from blog to blog spying on people I vaguely knew…and some I didn’t know at all.
An hour and a half later I turned off the computer feeling like a complete failure.

The problem with blogging (and Facebook too)
is that people generally put their best foot forward.
That’s just human nature.
Everyone struggles (us included)
Most pictures posted are posed and edited (mine included)
Most people don’t blog about everyday honesty because their family or co-workers are reading (me included)

That said…get ready for my Halloween post in a couple of days.
I will be sure to post awesome pictures of awesome homemade costumes,
and I won’t post pictures of me being grumpy, Dean and I fighting and the kids crying and complaining.

I’m sure you already have this quote…
I refer to it often to make myself feel better.

“Anyone who thinks that Bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed. The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children grow up to be just people, most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration, and most jobs are often dull than otherwise. Life is just like and old time rail journey…delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.” -Gordon B. Hinckley


A little news

Well...here goes
I should just cut to the chase, but first I would like to say that I feel very inadequate and have overwhelming feelings of guilt when I think of those who struggle to have children or those who've had difficulties doing so.

Dean and I have felt compelled for some time now to have another baby.

I will quote from an e-mail I recently sent Dean's family regarding the news:

"Some of you know already...so let's just make it official.
We are expecting a baby. Due at the end of April.
All is well and we are very excited.
We have asked ourselves...
who are we to think its okay to bring seven persons into this crazy world?
You are probably asking the same thing.
These sort of questions run through our thoughts often.
Someday we will know all the answers.
But for now we are just feeling happy and blessed.
And besides...only five more to go."

All our love - Dean - Hil and kids.


"It's just another Manic Monday..."

Today I’ve got the Monday morning blues.
Husband at work.
Kids at school.
Me at home left to clean up after the weekend.
I don’t know what happens in our home every Sunday night
from about 6:00 pm till bedtime.
For some reason our house gets trashed.
Please tell me you know what I am talking about?
Blankets and pillows, markers, crayons and toys everywhere…
Church shoes, church bag and scriptures thrown about…the pan of picked-over brownies still on the stove…the Sunday newspaper laid out all over the counter
…crumbs on the floor…
I could go on.
I would post pictures, but I am not that self-confident.
I think the problem is my family realizes Sunday night is the last bit of weekend R&R they have until facing that Monday morning alarm clock.
So they let it all hang out.
And I hate to be the party pooper and make everyone hop to it.
Yesterday I was anticipating this usual phenomenon.
So I intervened.
I decided to get us all out of the house so things would stay clean.
We took a drive to Utah Lake.

Oh things started out innocent enough.

"mom, can I get my feet wet?"

...."ok...but just your feet"

Wade started the ol "I can skip a rock farther than you game"

Then Lauren started taunting Brett that he was too chicken to get in the water.
Well, you can guess what happened next...

Brett had stripped down and jumped in to the mirky water before I could get my camera ready

And not to be out done by his son...Dean jumped in.

followed by Wade, then Lauren, River and Kal.

but NOT followed by me.
So here I sit Monday morning with the usual Monday mess to clean up but also with a bonus of three loads of wet, smelly laundry and a trashed bathroom.
My plan backfired.


The most wonderful time of the year

What makes this the most wonderful time of the year?
Not the isles and isles of Halloween candy that I love...
Not the pumpkin rolls, pumpkin pie, pumpkin cookies...
Not the great Halloween decorations and costumes...
Not even that my birthday is on Halloween Eve...
No...the very best part of this time of year is getting to scare the pants off
my innocent little babies with the gruesome Halloween masks at Walmart.
Something is wrong with me.

I make Dean dress up with me every year at Halloween.
It's just a given birthday present to me.

Here I am last year dressed as a "Desperate Housewife" Dean is a frozen human head that I keep in the freezer.

He looks thrilled doesn't he.


Hello State Fair...Goodbye summer allowance

The Utah State Fair has always been a traditional Fall must-do for us.
This year my older three kids were quick enough to grab their allowance just as we headed out the door.
Right off the bat Brett strapped on a jumping harness and unloaded a cool ten.
Wade followed.

Oh sure.. the fair has plenty of free attractions, like the butter cows; the vendor booths; the craft booths; the rabbits, goats, and pigs...
But this year some residual summer allowance was burning a hole in my kids pockets.
Lauren just had to pay to see the Giant Alligator and Miniature Horse.
So did all the others.
Deep fried snickers...Lemonade snowcones...
And all of that was even before we hit the Midway!

So after a day of indulgence and nothing to show for it except empty pockets,
you would think lesson learned...
yeah, you would think...
I got suckered into riding this stupid yellow slide four times.
it was awesome!


One for the record books

Blog posts in September....one! Well done Hilary.
However, if you are reading this it means you haven't lost faith in me.
You knew it was just a matter of time.
For me, Labor Day usually marks the end of summer. Well Labor Day has come and gone without any end of summer slide show and summary from the Roberts family.
How have you lived?
The summer of 2009 will go down in the books as one of the best.
Too bad it's over. Here are a few of my favorite summer snapshots.


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