Sunday, May 15, 2011

Bris Vegas

First stop on our week in Queensland: BRISBANE. What a place! Locals smile at the above nickname due to its small feel but big nightlife and we quite agree. It was on the way to our "destination" and I have a few friends there from my mini-mission that I was really looking forward to catching up with. (Twelve years ago I had the privilege of stepping in as my sister's companion for two months while her LDS mission had an odd number of sisters.)

Of course Darren had never been and my time there was mostly spent biking around the neighborhoods sharing the good word, so I asked around for recommendations. I had some great emailed suggestions and phone calls from one new friend I'd found through blogging. Booking last minute accommodations on Easter weekend was proving difficult, but to my complete shock she generously invited us to stay there due to her recently emptied house (mom of 7, her youngest twin boys had just left for their missions the week before.) Her overwhelming hospitality gifted us a wonderfully unanticipated weekend, especially since my plans to visit with old friends fell through upon arrival. We so enjoyed getting to know their sweet family, as the grown children and grandchildren came for church and Easter festivities then graciously allowed us part in their impromptu musical talent night and family scriptures. It was such a treat - and made me suddenly realize how much I missed my family! Such a blessing to have these new friends who whipped up comfy bedrooms and delicious meals for us with only the slightest of notice - may we so graciously return the favor someday!

The Munro Family
Highly visited for its reputation as the theme-park capital of Australia, Brisbane also brags a spiffy downtown area. Nestled right along the Brisbane River in the heart of the business district are multiple parks, pools and even a man-made beach. Perfect for a relaxing stroll and a bite to eat, day or night - the kids were in heaven. We enjoyed great hands on activities at the Sciencentre and played tag in the Botanical Gardens as well.
All in all, a fun, hip city.

South Bank walkway

these artsy walkways snaked all over - so pretty at night






the "beach" portion was in repair from flooding damages earlier this year


funky optical illusion sculpture





wicked game o' tag here at botanical gardens

Parliament House
Brisbane LDS Temple at Kangaroo Point


Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Road Trippin'

Australia is BIG. Unbelievably big. It's hard to appreciate its humungous size until you've taken a road trip or two. Over the holidays (Easter/Anzac Day/term break) we decided to spend a week in Queensland. Like, decided the night before we embarked on such an adventure. And what a week it was!  I'll do a series of posts because there are just too many experiences & pictures.

First of all: 18 Hour Road Trip. Yahoo!! It got off to sort of a rocky start. Between leaving all my underclothing & D's church clothes sitting in neat piles at home (swimsuit & jeans on Easter Sunday is a bit unfortunate) and taking the wrong road out of town for an hour (think small, curvy, country route and 2 puking kids) it was rough and loooong. But it was a sensationally beautiful drive and the navigational mistake let us happen upon the "largest caves in Australia" so three cheers for the silver lining!

We broke it up into 2 days each way with some cute and quirky motels. But despite bringing about 20 books on CD from the library, we were mostly entertained by the various sections of countryside, each landscape unveiling unique beauties and vegetation. Little towns, waterways, thick "bush," animal-grazed meadows, farmland, rolling hills, Australia's got it covered. We took the inland route up and the coastal route down and boy, did it make me want to spend our next vacation in almost every quaint beach town we drove through!


never thought of wombats as the 'dart out into traffic' kind




Kensers on the foot bridge - great place to run off steam


one hotel had this cool room service box and the other had a swingset/tramp: score!

blessed technology :) these guys were champs

witnessed some great downpours with subsequent rainbows
I had to take a pic of this posh McDonalds we hung out at while the car was getting serviced



The last leg of the trip, we got a flat tire (tack on another few hours) but thanks to a trusty small town postal worker, we were spared another night on the road. In true, friendly Australian fashion, he magically produced the tools to cut the lock off our spare (neglected to bring the key) and some pipes to add the necessary torque for our stubborn old tire. Between that and the blessing Darren gave to the less active LDS guy who owned the pizza joint we happened upon at a pit stop - the journey was almost as memorable as the vacay!

Monday, May 9, 2011

Mother's Day Tribute

Mother's Day has never been a guilt trip day for me, but I do have to manage my expectations, especially with little ones around. For instance, today one of my children was so naughty that I actually shed tears of frustration. (Can't remember the last time that happened - go figure.) But another crept quietly into my bed and and snuggled me til my spirits lifted. And then Dad cooked three different types of fish for dinner! So, definitely a good day.

If I could take just a second to send out a tribute to my mother and mother in law... it's still Mother's Day in the States so this counts, right? :) I've reflected lately at how little we consider motherhood until we are actually down in the trenches of it. There's no way I could have ever appreciated the depth of sacrifice and loving commitment my mother devoted until recently. Every year I gain a slightly clearer perception of the sheer logistics of my mother(s) accomplishments in raising 6-7 children so well. It's just not something you can really describe with our limited human vocabulary.

Motherhood is an exercise of the heart.

No matter what culture, society, financial income or walk of life, mothers are bound by one common thread. Love. Pure, unadulterated, other-worldly, powerful LOVE. It's a force not to reckoned with, measured or equaled. In this sense I share the same sentiment so many others have before me - the complete, albeit impossible to communicate, indebtedness I feel towards my beautiful mother and my overwhelming desire to live up to her example as I now, in turn, am a mother.

When I say "in the trenches" I don't mean to paint it darkly (although, let's not pretend it isn't THE hardest job on earth) but the struggle of it is so gloriously off-set by the exhilarating joy of those special, unexpected moments unveiled at random, as to completely overshadow the rough patches. Motherhood is the most rewarding job on earth. No matter how hard the duties, the simple love of a child outshines every strain.

And this is what I'm learning. And what my mother(s) learned before me. And what my daughters will get to learn in turn. It's God's gift to women and I'm grateful every day for it. And whether a woman gets to enjoy such a blessing in this life or the next, we all have been mothered and endowed with innate qualities that allow us to nurture and love like only women can. So, on this Mother's Day, allow me to share a few of my favorite qualities of my mothers that I hope to emulate.

My #1 fan during Beauty & the Beast. (And only picture of mom I have on this computer!)

My mother, is one of those golden women who can seriously do it all. Multi-talented (knitting, violin, sewing, piano, dance, teacher, Miss Utah, etc.) and multi-tasking extraordinaire (a TN friend witnessed her applying makeup with one hand, punching down bread dough with the other while nursing me in the car-line pick up at school, no joke!) she is a go-go-go, do-do-do type of lady. Needless to say, she gave us a full childhood. She is thrifty, organized, resourceful, creative, cheerful and never says "no." Exhibiting an energizer-bunny level of energy, her enthusiasm for even the lowest of tasks is contagious. Life is fun with Bonnie around. And talk about an adored grandma. She is so present when she's around children - always laughing, hugging, down on their level and utilizing every teaching moment. It's beautiful to watch. Her most admirable quality though is easily the amount of selfless service she gives. She has an unbelievably high tolerance level for inconvenience, in fact she probably doesn't even see it as such, so she is able to meet others needs and desires to a heroic degree. If I could do half as much for other people as she does, I'm sure I'd earn my place in heaven. I love you, Mom!

Mom Lorayne at Summer's baby blessing.
And I should really have Darren add to this, but from my perspective I've been blessed with the best mother-in-law a gal could have. Lorayne is one solid lady. Raised 7 children strong in the gospel with no background experience to speak of, and virtual mother to hundreds more in the single adult wards she's served, she is the epitome of quiet strength. She serves without expectation, is a generous giver of unexpected gifts and a pure example of what it means to be "without guile." She's a kick, too. So quirky and fun, she's the first to laugh at herself and always the one to see the silver lining. With a positive outlook on every discouragement life might bring, nothing seems to get her down. She quietly goes about helping, teaching, and giving of herself with no sense of fanfare or reward. A truly selfless soul, I love her like my own. And every grandchild is enamored with her gentle love. Not only does she act as a sort of anchor of stability for those around her, but she's been blessed with the unique gift of knowing when to step in, and when to step back and let you find your wings. What a blessing she is in our lives! I love you, Lorayne!

Happy Mothers Day!

Saturday, May 7, 2011

I Got Lucky


I hitched my wagon to this guy's. And boy, am I glad I did!

Life has been pretty awesome since then and today we celebrate Darren's birth. My mind wanders back... here are a few things I didn't know about this renaissance man until we were good and married:

- he bears the unlikely family nickname "Buzzy"
- he's actually not a body-builder (he was on a creatine kick when we met)
- he builds furniture... & speakers, & rooms, & computers... oh, and bakes bread
- he can NOT pass up a documentary or NOVA special
- he has a bottomless repertoire of obscure showtunes he'll belt out at random intervals (just like my Dad)
- parking, fatigue and/or hunger transform him into Mr. Grumpy Pants
- he's not one to actually finish a book (despite being Mr. Smarty Pants)
- he can recognize a million songs, but lyrics to none
- he's not only a "techie", but a "trekkie" to boot


A few things I keep falling in love with him over:

- his calming influence despite being that funny/push-your-buttons type of Dad
- his communication skills & open mindedness which breed many a thoughtful discussion
- how he can seriously rock the roller rink on Disco Night
- his respect, sensitivity and philosophical mind (a very able counselor)
- his quirky alter egos that provide endless entertainment
- our mutual affinity for the Kingston Trio and other quintessential "folk" artists
- his quiet strength and valiant soul
- the myriad ways we "fit"

Look at that gaggle o' kids

I love you honey. And I'm so glad you were born.
From those first coupla hugs, we kinda just knew, didn't we?
Here's to 36 more good ones!

Friday, May 6, 2011

Readers

Tucking four children safely into bed each night is sort of a circus. (When they slept in the same room it was hairy, but at least we could do it all at once.) Now with three of them bringing home nightly readers, there just aren't enough parents to go around. 

Lately, while I'm occupied with the others, Kenna's been tucking Annie in and coaching her reading. 

Oh my. Talk about tugging on your heart strings.

She's even got the lingo down,
"That's good! Does that make sense? No... what does it start with? Good girl!"

  Sisters. 
(sigh)
I hope these little moments are among their fondest childhood memories.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

A Few of Our Favorite Things

#1 Fave: Tim Tam Slams- you slurp up hot cocoa through these cookies - it's a national delicacy

can. not. get. enough.

one of the many products infused with nutella

appetizing label, no?

never gets old

so many record funky flavors

a couple favorite cereals
the name says it all






kids affectionately call this "poo icecream" after Summer's nappies
these beauties are everywhere (best roasted) pumpkin is our friend

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I Have Officially Arrived...


 There comes a time in life where you look around and realize, "Hey, something's changed... and I like it." Well, it's happening to me. After 8+ years of go-go-go mothering (airplane spoon-feeding, chasing just-bathed naked babies, wrestling on diapers/shoes/jackets/seatbelts, getting squeezed out of bed by numerous night visitors, picking up a bajillion times a day, squeezing groceries into the cart amongst two toddlers & the infant seat, endlessly researching discipline techniques, etc.) I feel like things are slowing down a bit. I now have "moments" in my days. With three school-aged kids gaining independence and a baby that naps 3x a day, I actually can find time to sit down to eat, take Summer on a walk, or my heavens, catch a nap! Being able to sit down and open a book, midday... well, it feels like VACATION.


Favorite thing the kids have started taking the initiative on? Making their own lunches (cue choirs of angels singing.) It was just all of a sudden. They started getting up, dressing, eating cereal, making lunches, packing their backpacks, applying sunscreen, entirely unassisted (!) Sure, they'll come to me for a knotted shoelace, stuck zipper or a crooked ponytail, but often I'll wake up to someone handing me a freshly diapered baby ready for her morning feeding. I repeat, a freshly diapered baby. What?! It helps that school's not 'til 9am, but still I'm sort of blown away. (Hope I'm not jinxing myself here...)

And not sure if this was some challenge given at school but one day they declared "no work" day for mom and insisted on me not lifting a finger. Did the dishes, brought me stuff, made me promise I wouldn't clean up while they were at school. What planet did I get transported to?!

Some Sundays Darren and I BOTH nap - hasn't happened since we were newlyweds. We woke once to find they'd responsibly tended the baby, cleaned up a glass they'd shattered and prepped a whole talent competition for us to audience and judge (complete with refreshments!) Now obviously, there are 100 other moments replete with fighting, screaming and gnashing of teeth, but when they are working as a team, man, life is beautiful.


After having 3 babies in 3 years and experiencing the requisite chaos that ensued, we intentionally took this four year break. But with the move and Annie's early kindergarten enrollment, this pleasant little window was unexpected. So, while I'm not propping my feet up watching soaps and eating bon-bons, you better believe I've been doing some of this:

 (Don't worry, the second I took this photo Summer, who was sitting ON the table, 
dumped my friend's coffee and wrecked the tra-la-la atmosphere.)

Just trying to soak up this little respite before the whole cycle begins again as baby girl's new-found mobility starts aiding all sorts of havoc and destruction. And before life resumes it's crazy hectic, plugged in pace as the dust settles on our new routines/lessons/playdates/sports/callings... oh dearie.

Life is GOOD.