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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.


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.


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…






kind of Dad.



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!)


EB and 4 of our 5 sons


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!

Being a Mother

I am so grateful to be here on this earth to live, cry, laugh, learn and play with my children.

I realized again today that I am living the perfect life…being a mother.

I was given a Greg Olsen picture entitled “Take My Hand” from EB today for Mother’s Day.

This is a special picture to Presto during his recent illness and has become the symbol of the fiery journey our family bore this past winter.

Take My Hand--Greg Olsen

Take My Hand–Greg Olsen

This picture overwhelms me with peace and comfort as I know that the Savior walks with me and all mother’s daily.

But most importantly, He walks with our children through any kind of weather and circumstance they may have to endure.

That knowledge is what I am most grateful for this Mother’s Day.

There will be troublesome tests, distressing years and rugged obstacles that our children will be asked to go through.

That is God’s design for His children.

But as we teach our little ones to take His hand and trust in the Lord, that is the best gift we can give our children as mothers.

I hope to give each of my precious children that gift.

That is the kind of mother I want to be.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Eboo Our Sweetie

It is Eboo’s birthday and I want her to know how grateful I am to be her mother.

She is one special girl.

But please stop growing up so fast.

You know that child that is the kind, soft spoken, yet funny, playful and has a contagious adorable laugh?

That is our Eboo.

You know that child that seems to be more willing to help, is the first to thank you for something, and hardly ever has a bad day?

That is our Eboo.

I don’t know what I did to deserve such a sweetie, but thank you Lord for sending Eboo to our family.

She makes us all smile (especially JuBean), laugh, and glad that we are her family.

At age five, Dolly M, prayed for a sister and we are EXTREMELY thankful God answered that prayer.

We love you Eboo.  Happy Birthday!!

Easter’s Message- The One is Precious to God

I have been trying to get myself spiritually ready for Easter this week.

Attending a Passover dinner with the family on Monday started off my journey and then I have been reading amazing talks and quotes that have filled me with the spirit and thoughts about my Savior… and the one.

As our little Presto was hospitalized this past Winter, I came to realize how God loves all of His children even down to the one.  Even a small little six year old boy suffering in a hospital bed.

In those dark days and weeks of Presto’s critical condition, I felt the peace and assurance that God knew him personally and was aware of what we were all going through.

God loves and knows the one.


“Brothers and sisters, I believe that if we could truly understand the Atonement of the Lord Jesus Christ, we would realize how precious is one son or daughter of God. I believe our Heavenly Father’s everlasting purpose for His children is generally achieved by the small and simple things we do for one another. At the heart of the English word atonement is the word one. If all mankind understood this, there would never be anyone with whom we would not be concerned, regardless of age, race, gender, religion, or social or economic standing. We would strive to emulate the Savior and would never be unkind, indifferent, disrespectful, or insensitive to others.”

“Fathers, mothers, and missionaries “play” before very small audiences. Yet, in the eyes of the Lord, there may be only one size of audience that is of lasting importance—and that is just one, each one, you and me, and each one of the children of God. The irony of the Atonement is that it is infinite and eternal, yet it is applied individually, one person at a time.”

The Atonement and the Value of One Soul– M. Russell Ballard

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