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Righteous Influential Fathers

As a little girl, my Dad was my hero and my world. I never wanted to disappoint him as I loved him too much and I knew he loved me, just as much.

My Dad helped me through so many scary and hard journeys in my childhood, teenage years, and as an adult. I always could rely on my Dad being my ROCK, the steady-Eddy, a voice of reason, and a soft place to fall. With him, I was always guaranteed a hug that made me remember how much I was loved, and that anything I was worried about would somehow “work out”.

My Dad had that kind of calming effect on me. His influence and love has helped to shape me. He always pointed me to THE rock, Jesus Christ, through his example, words, and unselfish sacrifice for family and God. Whatever good I have accomplished in the life I have lived, I was first influenced by my Dad.

In The Book of Mormon, Another Testament of Jesus Christ, there is a place where a son talks about the influence of his father. In Enos 1:1, it states:

“Behold, it came to pass that I, Enos, knowing my father that he was a just man—for he taught me in his language, and also in the nurture and admonition of the Lord—and blessed be the name of my God for it—“

That impact from his father would ultimately bring Enos closer to the Savior by helping Enos repent and then desire to be a better person. That is how my Dad influenced me, “and blessed be the name of my God for it—“!!

So Dad, even though it has been hard having you gone these last couple of years, very hard, I will try to focus my heart on what you taught me so I can pass on your love of God and family to others. I want to keep your influence moving forward to bless my children, grandchildren, and generations beyond.

 

“…blessed be the name of my God for…”

righteous influential fathers.

 

 

Mindful Fatherhood

Happy Father’s Day to all you fathers out there!! This is a great day to honor the sacred calling of FATHER.

Thank you Dad’s for killing those freaky spiders and checking those nasty mouse traps. For cooking those delicious pancakes early in the morning and making Mom buy cookies at the grocery store instead of carrot sticks. For cleaning those gross hair-clogged shower drains, and for changing those hard to reach light bulbs even though they drive you crazy. Thank you for paying for kids piano lessons and plane tickets, tanks of gas in an empty teenager’s car, and lunch for the man on the street corner holding a cardboard sign.

Thank you Dad’s for taking care of so many souls, in so many different ways. This world desperately needs more mindful Dad’s that know why fatherhood is key to a prosperous society. Keep your eyes ahead and desires bolstered to assist in mentoring the next generation. Our communities will benefit greatly with more faith-filled fathers.

And to EB, you are a wonderful father to our children that I am so lucky to be married to. Your strength, kindness and diligence to whatever you are asked to do, has set our family a blaze with light, goodness, energy and love. You have a long stride, EB, and I am just trying to keep up with you.

How blessed are the children that call you Dad and/or Grandpa.

 

 

 


 

Christmas 2018

We started off our Christmas season (after all the mission stuff was completed) going to “A Christmas Carol”.

Nothing like Scrooge and the story of compassion, service and brotherly love to get us in the mood for Christmas.

Eboo, Presto, and JuBean were in heaven. The Christmas spirit and “anticipation” were in full gear.

Outside the play, the line for the Giving Machine (#LightTheWorld), was so long and packed. But it was cool seeing one of the five in the entire world.

 

 

Making a gingerbread house is one of our family Christmas traditions. 

We finally got EB to sit and do some Christmas coloring and have some family time.

 

 

We had some wonderful Christmas carolers show up and sing to us.

They were so amazing, we asked them in for more. Thank you Sisters and Elders!

Christmas Eve Dinner: Yummy. Yum. Yummo.

Christmas Jammies 2018

Waiting to go “up” the stairs to see what Santa brought.

 

Let the mess begin!

Christmas morning fatigue and mess…

Christmas is the best with little ones! Dolls, play food, toys….it’s the best!

Lastly, we were able to “Hangout” with Elder Babups!!

He called from Botswana and even though the first call was a silent call (no audio, only video)…

…we got a second chance to talk with him the next day. This time everything worked.

Thank heavens.

What a great way (and sigh of relief) to end the Christmas season by seeing Elder Babups happy and healthy in Africa.

Keep praying for him and all the missionaries around the world. They sure need our prayers.

Happy New Year!

JuBean Turns Six

This beautiful little girl turned 6 one month after we arrived in Tucson. She has been so excited to be the FIRST birthday in our new home and life. What a resilient flexible child. Always seeing the pony in the pile of manure.

In the morning, we jump on JuBean’s bed and wake her up by singing happy birthday to her. Even though JuBean was in bed, she wasn’t asleep. She was just patiently waiting for us to come in.

Next comes the birthday gift treasure hunt. JuBean and her siblings comb the house, one gift at a time, for her hidden gifts. Then after she has found them all, she tears into the long awaited treasures!

 

 

 

 

If you can’t tell, JuBean loves anything and everything watermelon.

 

Our Birthday Girl!

 

Birthday breakfasts are always the best especially when Mickey is part of it.

And then the day ends with a Birthday dinner (this time we ate out) and birthday cake with candles of which there is no photo unfortunately.

Happy Birthday JuBean!!

Our sweet little “sunshine” girl who keeps us all young and hopping. We love you so much!

A Real Superman

I don’t know how to say this…

but I do believe that I am Mrs Superman.

Or, let me say it this way—I am married to a real Superman.

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No, not that Superman with the blue tights and red Fruit of the Looms.

This handsome Superman, swinging little JuBean in white shirt and tie.

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When EB and I started our family twenty two years ago and had three little boys boom-boom-boom, there was a framed photo I gave to him as a Father’s Day gift that perfectly depicted him as a father to our boys.

Our little boys were always wearing make shift pillowcase capes or cheap halloween costumes and imagining they were super heroes on a daily basis. They interchanged personas every couple of hours.

It wasn’t uncommon to find Batman jumping off couches in the morning, then feed the black Power Ranger at lunch time, have Spiderman climb the walls all afternoon, and then end our day by tucking Superman into bed.

So this painting of Liz Lemon Swindle, “Even Superman Needs a Dad”, was the perfect gift for EB on Father’s Day 15 or so years ago.

Even Superman Needs a Dad-- Liz Lemon Swindle

Even Superman Needs a Dad– Liz Lemon Swindle

That is just EB,

affectionate and loving…

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get-on-the-tramp-and-wrestle-in-your-suit-and-tie…

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sled-down-the-piddly-homemade-hill-on-a-dinky-sled…

kind of Dad.

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As those three boys have grown up to be men now, and five more children have been added to the family,

you can still find  EB acting as a jungle gym on the living room floor with the  little ones,

or playing a game of two-on-two basketball with the big boys.

(He doesn’t dare to wrestle those three alone anymore!)

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EB and 4 of our 5 sons

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Stacking up the girls for a ride

With all of the many “capes” you wear throughout your day and week trying to save the universe,

thank you for wearing your “Dad” cape for us and saving our small little world.

In this day and age, we need more Real Supermen like you!

Happy Father’s Day, EB!

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