Brynn and Kylie were learning the letter "Q", so we made them crowns so they could be queens. And guess who had to get in on the fun? Landen carried that crown around all day. Brynn insisted that I take a picture of all them with their crowns.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Cootie
For Christmas, we gave the kids a few games. We all love games and these seem to be the gifts that we keep for a long time. Anyways, Landen has loved the Cootie game. He asks for it everyday and he loves to put them together. He says it so cute too, "Too-dee game?" That is how he asks me for it! Too cute!Monday, January 11, 2010
Grant Dewitt
My Mom and Dad's engagement picture
My baptismal day
Christmas 1999
Today it has been ten years since my dad suddenly passed away of a heart attack. I always have mixed feelings when January 11th comes around. To me in a lot of ways it is like my own personal 9/11; my 1/11. When the world completely changed for me and my family. It has been ten years since dad's been gone and in some ways it seems like yesterday. I look at my kids and at Mark's little baby and wonder what my dad would say and what kind of Grandpa would he be. Everytime I hold my babies for the first time and even when I held Mark's baby for the first time, I always think of my dad and that this baby just barely left him. It gives me so much comfort to know that even though my dad isn't here, he still knows what is going on and I know that he is still a big part of our lives. I am trying to kind of put together a life history, mostly comprised of just stories from those who knew him, so that my kids and my neices and nephews will know just what kind of person he was.
My dad was witty, he had a sense of humor that some people didn't quite understand. It was sometimes hard to tell if he was joking or serious. He liked to tease people. He told it like it is and would especially tell his brothers and sisters what he thought of decisions they made or had made and what he thought of where their life was heading. He was the oldest surviving child of 13 kids, so he had a lot of opinions. I recently found a notebook that my dad wrote in about my birth and he was very meticulous about Mom's contractions, how long they were, how frequent they were. He even woke down the comments people made about me and his first impressions of me when he first saw me. It was very funny to read and it will be something I will cherish forever. My dad was very mathematical, he was an Engineer and he would calculate the most random things. One of them being, he calculated if it was cheaper to leave a vehicle running if you were running into the house for a short moment or if it was better to turn the car off and then immediately back on when you came back. He was definitely a home-body, he didn't like to go many places other than work. His siblings always joke around that he only showed up for family occasions when it was time to eat and would leave shortly after. He loved his kids and he always called us "baby-doll", no matter if he was talking to the boys or me. He liked to have us lay in bed with him and brush his "hair". He was loosing most of it, and he told me that the more I brushed it, the more it would grow. So I would brush his hair and scratch his back, and he would have me walk on his back too. My dad was so cheap (frugal... whatever you wanted to call it) that it drove me crazy!! (And I married someone just like him!). He took us on vacation and would get mad when we would fight and threaten to leave us on the side of the road. I remember on a trip to Georgia, he had spilled gasoline on his pants and it stunk so bad we all got headaches. My dad was big, he was pretty built and the guys I hung out with were always scared of him. My dad was bishop when we were younger and even when I was eight he was my bishop and I remember him giving me my baptismal interview and speaking after I was baptized as my "bishop." He taught me how to catch a baseball and forgot I was left-handed, so he bought me a right-handed glove and that is how I learned to catch, so I now bat left-handed and catch right-handed. There are a lot of things I have forgotten that I wished I could remember about him. I remember always feeling sad for myself and my family because we were having to grow up without a dad, but now that I am a parent I am sad for him because he is missing out on all the things that are happening in our lives now. I know that he would be proud of all of us and for how my mom has raised us on her own. All of my brothers have/ or is serving missions for our church and three of the four of us have been married in the temple. (Jordan will once he comes home off his mission). My littlest baby, Landen is named after him and it is so funny or coincidental that Landen has my dad's ears. Even though I miss him tremendously, I know that we will see him again, and that is the greatest blessing I could ever ask for!
My dad was witty, he had a sense of humor that some people didn't quite understand. It was sometimes hard to tell if he was joking or serious. He liked to tease people. He told it like it is and would especially tell his brothers and sisters what he thought of decisions they made or had made and what he thought of where their life was heading. He was the oldest surviving child of 13 kids, so he had a lot of opinions. I recently found a notebook that my dad wrote in about my birth and he was very meticulous about Mom's contractions, how long they were, how frequent they were. He even woke down the comments people made about me and his first impressions of me when he first saw me. It was very funny to read and it will be something I will cherish forever. My dad was very mathematical, he was an Engineer and he would calculate the most random things. One of them being, he calculated if it was cheaper to leave a vehicle running if you were running into the house for a short moment or if it was better to turn the car off and then immediately back on when you came back. He was definitely a home-body, he didn't like to go many places other than work. His siblings always joke around that he only showed up for family occasions when it was time to eat and would leave shortly after. He loved his kids and he always called us "baby-doll", no matter if he was talking to the boys or me. He liked to have us lay in bed with him and brush his "hair". He was loosing most of it, and he told me that the more I brushed it, the more it would grow. So I would brush his hair and scratch his back, and he would have me walk on his back too. My dad was so cheap (frugal... whatever you wanted to call it) that it drove me crazy!! (And I married someone just like him!). He took us on vacation and would get mad when we would fight and threaten to leave us on the side of the road. I remember on a trip to Georgia, he had spilled gasoline on his pants and it stunk so bad we all got headaches. My dad was big, he was pretty built and the guys I hung out with were always scared of him. My dad was bishop when we were younger and even when I was eight he was my bishop and I remember him giving me my baptismal interview and speaking after I was baptized as my "bishop." He taught me how to catch a baseball and forgot I was left-handed, so he bought me a right-handed glove and that is how I learned to catch, so I now bat left-handed and catch right-handed. There are a lot of things I have forgotten that I wished I could remember about him. I remember always feeling sad for myself and my family because we were having to grow up without a dad, but now that I am a parent I am sad for him because he is missing out on all the things that are happening in our lives now. I know that he would be proud of all of us and for how my mom has raised us on her own. All of my brothers have/ or is serving missions for our church and three of the four of us have been married in the temple. (Jordan will once he comes home off his mission). My littlest baby, Landen is named after him and it is so funny or coincidental that Landen has my dad's ears. Even though I miss him tremendously, I know that we will see him again, and that is the greatest blessing I could ever ask for!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Lily's Birthday
My cousin, Lindsay's little girl, Lily, has a birthday on New Year's Eve. They had a fun birthday party for the kids complete with a dart throwing competition, an obstacle course, puzzle coloring, and face painting. The kids had fun and Lily is sure a cute five year old!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
New Year's Eve
Tyler with our friend, Jamie
Brynn was our official "timer"
Even with his injury, Sting Ray couldn't resist playing Rock Band
For New Year's Eve the whole fam gets together for a barbecue. This year Aunt Gwynn hosted at her house. We ate awesome food and then we played Taboo. After Taboo Peyton actually talked Uncle Ray into playing kick-the-cans. So U. Ray enlisted everyone to play. We had so much fun! People were climbing trees, hiding under trucks, and putting their "sneak" on to try and kick-the-cans. We hadn't played in so long, I forgot how much fun this game is. I think the last time we played I was pregnant with Peyton and we were at my mom's house and I was hiding in the bushes and all of a sudden I see this huge dark form leaping off the roof of my house! I was laughing so hard and guess who it ends up being? Tyler!! Anyways, the game this year ended with an injury. I was hiding close to the can, so I witnessed it. Uncle Ray was running for the can because he was about to get caught and all of a sudden he starts yelling that something had bit him! He is limping and screaming in pain, so we immediately think a snake had bit him. So I start yelling for my kids hoping that they aren't hiding somewhere near. We all go in the house and look at his leg but we don't see any puncture wounds, but his leg is swelling by the second and he is in a lot of pain. After numerous phone calls he figures out that he has torn or ripped a muscle or ligament. After all the excitement we play some Rock Band. Jonathan had rented the Country Rock Band and we played that a lot. We actually missed watching the ball drop in New York by half a second. 2009 was such a great year and we received so many blessings. I hope that we can enjoy the same in 2010!
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