Cousin Camp 2008

Here's Mike carving for all the cousins.
This is only half of them. It was taken just after they recieved their shirts.

Samuel walked off to be alone in the underbrush.
Meals were served here.
We sang from the fun songbooks from which my brother Erik played his guitar. Here was the wash station. You know....latrine's.

Unfortunate Events


Hiking was fun. Unfortunately we did not realize it was a "Red air" day. With all the factors in place, it caused Samuel and Mom to be in the hospital for a few days. Samuel had conjegestion on Sunday. Monday, Mom was away at an "emergency"idiotic meeting(long story) and Samuel climbed up onto the table at or after dinner and ate some of the alfredo sauce mom made for half of the family. Tuesday, we were in the bad air and that night Samuel was having a hard time breathing. It was asthma. There is a drastic story to tell. Such as the E.R. gave him croup medicine, and tried to give him anitbiotics in case it was a childhood disease. After three hours they gave him medicine for his lungs and transfered us in an amblance to Primary Children's. Once they got there they heard me tell them that Samuel has food sensitivies/allergies and then they started to listen to mom more. It was as if the Dr.'s watching us after being admitted needed to learn that mom has things under control and didn't need them to solve the problem. Samuel just needed help in his lungs. Asthma.

Jacob's First Catch



Our Opa and Oma were visiting when we went to our Grandpa Dean's property in Bluffdale to try our hand at his fish. We have never tried but heard how easily the fish bite. We were hoping for a wonderful trout but if they were there, they were not biting. As soon as we used the local food (grasshoppers), the carp started biting. Jacob was so excited about this. He said he battled the fish for two minutes and his pole almost broke. Opa did great helping. Jacob didn't care it was carp and needed to be left.

Children are such blessings.

Every where I go my children come with me. So lately, each time we are out running about a store or someplace, some tells me what beautiful children I have. I couldn't agree more. This picture captures their beauty. I feel it is their inner beauty which emanates their true selves. They are innocent and pure and without guile. How blessed I am to learn from them in this role of motherhood. I know they are truly a gift for my husband and I to learn and grow in this season of our life. They, in turn, will receive "blessings" and "gifts" from God which will bring them true joy. It will be their chance to learn what God wants to teach them, through little ones. Blessings, Katie
We were listening to the Symphony from the hall.
And seeing the beautiful flowers at Temple Square.
They do this for pleasure, you know.

Camping at Goblin Valley

We had a great time exploring new places and eating in the dirt. It was a sweet experience having Isaac with us while he was here in April. He is our expert photographer.





We had good food and supplies, but we got blown out of camp by a wind storm. The combination of the wind and dirt was unpleasant enough to bring us home earlier than we expected. (Looks are deceiving aren't they. They make everything look so splendid.)

Master in the Art of Living II





Everything this guy does, is learning. He is constantly practicing, working, figuring, measuring, copying, self-correcting, etc. It is amazing to see it happening without any assistance from adults. Something many of adults don't think is possible. A testiment that children learn all by their selves.
"The Master in the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his education and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence in whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him he is always doing both."~Zen Buddhist Text~

One of Katie's "Love of Learnings"

SLOW TRADITIONAL COOKING

Here you can see Katie has soaked wheat and then laid them out to dry (in the oven). This way, the phytic acid has been released from the wheat berry (soaking 3-4 days) so it can be digested properly. Then she can grind it in her electric grinder to make flour for cookies or cakes or in the blender for cracked wheat cereal.
This is her spelt sourdough bread. It's sourdough starter can be made from rye, wheat, spelt or kamut grain. It has no oil, honey or yeast. This saves our honey and oil for other uses and prevents us from depending on commercial yeast. Yeah. Spelt has been in our diets lately because Samuel and Joesph have been having severe symptoms of eczema. We are hoping this traditional cooking will help their bodies digest these foods better, thus not having symptoms of intestine irritation. It has been a great experience to learn more knowledge in the kitchen and with our real food.