Sunflower Six: Balloon Fiesta

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Balloon Fiesta

It is that time of year again....Balloon Fiesta. The original plan was to just send Jon and the kids with my brother because I did not think my back could take standing for that long this morning. Then the guilt started to set in..."What kind of a mother would I be if I didn't make it a family event?" So yep, gathered everyone out of bed at 4am this morning, threw down some breakfast and warm clothes and headed out the door in time to catch the Dawn Patrol. It it always the coldest right before the sun comes up, but for some reason, this year it never really warmed up. The kids were freezing and not only did they let us know about it, but everyone in the vacinity knew too! Braden didn't think it was as cool as we had thought he might. He cried for three hours about how we needed to go home right now. Maybe I should have stuck with plan A and just stayed home in my cozy warm bed!

This is how we found Braden after the long walk back to the car....tuckered out, but still holding on tight to the sucker he got from the Wizard of Oz crew!

1 comment:

Stef said...: Heidi, you are a great mom. Traditions make great memories for children, but sometimes the fight, exhaustion and effort is almost enough to give up. PLUS, you are pregnant!! Wow! YOu are quite the trooper.; October 12, 2009 at 7:00 AM

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Innocence of a child....

Driving along the freeway in Lehi there is a new little amusement park called Liberty Land. They have a very large imitation of Mount Rushmore with the heads of the Presidents of the U.S. Sydney's see's it and says,"Hey, there's the Godhead!"

While passing through Farmington, NM, we saw a car graveyard. The cars were all lined up in rows and rows and more rows. Morgan says, "Hey, are those cars stuck in rush hour traffic?"

While reading how the Nephites and Laminites are always fighting, Sydney says, "How do you fought?"

Thought provoking thoughts...

A.S.A.P

Always Say A Prayer.

Don't count the days,

Make the days count.

Life is not measured by the breathes we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Prayer changes things.

“Don't spend your life with someone you can live with, spend it with someone you can't live without"

"If I had my child to raise all over again, I'd build self esteem first, and the house later. I'd finger paint more, and point the finger less. I would do less correcting and more connecting. I'd take my eyes off the watch, and watch with my eyes. I'd take more hikes, and fly more kites. I would stop playing serious, and seriously play. I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars. I'd do more hugging and less tugging."

Dian Lommas