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Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Valentine's Day

Happy Day of Love! And who do we love most at the Peaden Home? 

These kids. 

We kept things pretty low key, but we did squeeze in a few Valentine gifts. You can see some stickers from the Target $ Spot, notebooks we got on clearance in January, and candy canes that we bought for their stockings and then kept in our closet when we decided that they didn't need any more candy for Christmas. They loved it all. #valentineswin

We also managed some Valentine-heart hair, and some pink heart pancakes. I don't think I have a picture of this and I'm SO sad that I don't, because Lydia made her own valentines for her classmates. We bought 4x6 blank white notecards and she colored each one very carefully and taped a small Valentine themed bookmark/ruler that she had picked out at the store. Each card had pictures, lots of coloring, and a note that said "I love you. From, Lydia." 

Earlier in the week, I posted on Facebook volunteering to babysit kids so other parents could go on a Valentine's date (charging $10 a child). So Valentines night, we had a special Valentine Party with a whole bunch of kids. We had pizza and jello-jigglers, made a little heart craft, and watched a Valentine show. It was great - the kids had a great time, and I'm excited for the extra $$ that we have to spend on something fun, 

Because we knew that we weren't going to celebrate ON Feb 14th, David made me a special dinner the Sunday before. I requested Hawaiian Chicken sandwiches and they were A+. I have Steak Bites and Twice Baked Potato Casserole on the meal plan for tomorrow night as a special dinner for David. Our love languages involve service... and food. <3<3<3


We were also able to go on a date last Saturday. It's been 10 years since we met, and this is our 11th Valentines day together. Rather than go too in depth on that in this post, I'm going to write a separate post talking about our 10 years together and what we remember from that first day together and from our first date. But it needs to be said here, that I am SO incredibly lucky to have this man in my life. He means the world to me, and I will always take advantage of every opportunity I have to celebrate him and this love that we share. 

Happy Valentine's Day, from those of us here at the Peaden home, including from this littlest Valentine of ours. He has our hearts and we love him!

Sunday, February 11, 2018

Caleb Samuel: 10-11 Months

Does it get old to have to read month after month about how one can't believe that their baby is getting so big? Because, listen, my baby is 11 months old and I just don't think I'm ready for that first birthday! It's hard to believe that Caleb is almost a year old, but, oh, what a wonderful 11 months we've had together. I've said it before, and I'll no doubt say it again: If all babies came at this age - I wouldn't be able to stop myself from having a hundred babies. It's just such a great age and I'm loving ever moment with this boy. 


Stat: 18 month clothes. 1.5 teeth. Size three diapers. The biggest smile. :) 


Things to remember from this month: 

-Still our happy-to-be-along-for-the-ride baby. He plays pretty independently at home, especially now that he's truly mobile. I'm grateful that he's not super clingy, instead he's just content to be with me out and about, or having time to play by himself at home. (Sometimes I think that he likes the alone-time, because when his siblings are home and "paying attention to him" it's a lot of attenton. I'm sure it's nice for him to have some down-time. Ha. 

-He likes to be involved in what you're doing - and now that he's mobile, he's determined to pull himself over to be in the middle of it. (Playing Candyland is basically impossible unless he's down for a nap, because he wants ALL the pieces and wants to be laying on top of the board.) 

-My dad went on a mission to Arizona, and part of that he served on an Apache and Navajo Indian Reservation. We had a FHE about missionaries, and my dad sent us a video message about his testimony and his mission and some of the things that he still has from when he served. One of those things is a baby-cradleboard. So the next time we saw him, he pulled it out and we put Caleb in it. This is what the Indian parents would place their little babies in to keep them out of the dirt and carry them around. (You can hold it over your shoulder, or lean it up against a tree/hut.) Caleb wasn't thrilled about it - but it was fun to have my Dad tell us all about it and use Caleb as an example. 



-He's not pulling himself to a stand yet, but he's getting ready to do that! 

-Park Date! This winter has been unseasonably warm and we went on a little family adventure to the park. Caleb liked the swing until I started taking pictures of him then his face was less impressed. But I see a whole lot of Park days when the weather starts warming up for real. 


-He discovered door stops and how much fun they are. He'll sit for an incredibly long time sitting next to a door stop and playing with it (batting his hand against it to make it vibrate back and forth). Occasionally he'll get it off the wall, and then where does it go? Into his mouth. Every. Time. 

-Okay, these pictures are SO deceptive. At this point, both Lydia and Austin were walking. Caleb isn't really interested in that yet, which is totally fine! But, the funniest trick he does is that if you stand him up against the wall, he will stand there for as long as it takes until you move him down. He can't stand on his own, and even if you stand him up against a chair or table, he's just barely figuring out that he doesn't have to hold on with both hands (his face is the best when you set him up against a chair then put some snacks on top of it. It takes a lot of concentration for him to lift up one of his hands to get to the snacks!). But because of the way his weight is distributed when he stands, he's incredibly stable leaning up against the wall. We get a kick out of setting him up and showing off his trick to other people. (I don't think that most babies would be able to do this. But he doesn't lean forward or fall down, he just stands there, happy to be standing almost-independently.) 


-Other tricks that he's learned this month include: raising his hands while we sing "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam", clapping with us, and folding his arms while we say prayers. He's such a good mimicker, and even without us teaching him, he's caught on to these things. My heart about exploded when we were saying family prayer and everyone folded their arms and I looked over and Caleb was folding his arms, too. Now he'll do it on command if you say "Caleb fold your arms like this", immediately followed by clapping when you cheer for him because it's so cute. He's even started mimicking the word "amen" at the end of the prayer. I think this is probably his first word other than mammamamamama. At the end of the prayer when we say "Amen", he makes the sounds "Am-eh" and it's darling! 

--I mentioned that he's not really standing or cruising or anything. But his biggest accomplishment this month is transitioning from army crawling to hands-and-knees crawling! I'm so proud of him, and love that he's at this stage right now. For most of the month, he would only army-crawl - which actually wasn't much of an army crawl. Rather, he would put both of his hands out, then use his toes to propel him forward. By the end of the month he could get up on his hands and knees - but he switched back and forth between the two types of crawling pretty interchangeably. I wanted to illustrate this, so I set up my camera, (which he loves) and let him crawl toward it. If I started him on his tummy he would army crawl, but if I set him up on his hands and knees he'd crawl-crawl. 


-Crawling + pushing himself up on things = Adventures/Getting into Trouble. 
His latest adventure? Trying to crawl into the space where his toy bin goes. There was a ball at the very back of it and he wannnnnnnnnted that ball. Except when he reached it, he couldn't figure out how to get out. He started grunting/whining and being the loving mother I am, I came over and started taking pictures/video of him. (It's going to be perfect for his 1-year video.) He figured it out though! I didn't help him get out, eventually he pulled himself out. He didn't manage to keep hold of the ball though, and after he was out - he realized it was still in there and was a little bugged. He made the attempt to grab it, but when he realized he'd have to go back in, he gave up. So I, being the loving mother I am, pushed it to the front so he could get it. He was so happy. 

-We have not sleep trained this little guy yet. But we've gotten into a pretty good schedule, and so it's been fine. Except that he just started sitting up in his crib. Up to this point, if I put him down on his back, he would lay there on his back the whole time. Even if he fussed before he fell asleep, he'd stay on his back, and when he woke up, he'd just stay there until I came to get him. But he just figured out that he can sit up in the crib and it's kind of a problem. I probably should have sleep trained him before we hit this point because it would have been so much easier! *sigh* oh, well. 
Our basic sleep schedule right now is: Nap at 9:30, Nap at 2:00, Bed at 6:45/7:00, Wake whenever mom lays down to fall asleep in her bed (doesn't matter what time, but he can sense when I'm ready for bed and closing my eyes - anytime between 9:30 and 11:00.), wake usually once more before morning although the time isn't super consistent. Then wake for good about 6:00ish. I try to read my scriptures at this time before the other kids wake up. I have a pile of toys on my bedroom floor for him to play with while I sit with my scriptures/study manuals.  

-I feel like a lot of things that I've been writing about this month have to do with Caleb's newfound mobility, but probably one of the biggest changes - and most heartbreaking for Austin - is that Caleb has very little patience anymore for Austin laying in his lap. Austin used to come up to where Caleb was sitting and lay himself across his legs. Caleb loved it because he could play with Austins hair, grab at his face, chatter, and laugh. Austin was in heaven. He loved it all. But now, Caleb wants to be crawling and moving and does not like Austin to bug him. It's been a hard transition, because Caleb used to like it - but now he doesn't and Austin doesn't understand. He comes up and lays on his lap, and Caleb complains and tries to crawl away, and Austin continues to roll over and it ends up in a big heap with Caleb very  unhappy and Austin insisting that "he likes it!". It's sad for Austin, and sad for me, because it was such a sweet thing to see my boys doing. But the moment has passed. Austin's tiny personal bubble is going to have to expand to fit in Caleb's newfound freedom. 


I love these kids. Also, matching little boys are just as fun and darling as matching little girls. I have been repeatedly surprised at how much I love to match these boys together. And if possible, I try to get Lydia to coordinate, too. Just because I like it. They're just so darling. 


-If he doesn't want something, he shakes his head emphatically so that there is no doubt. 

-Another random, and funny, quirk he's developed this month: He won't eat something that you try to put in his mouth. You used to be able to take a chex/cheerio and place it directly in his mouth. One of Lydia and Austin's favorite things to do is play "feed Caleb". But now, you must place it in front of him so he can examine it, grab it with his hand, and place it in his own mouth. 


Happy 11 Months, Caleb-baby. We love you so much. We just really, really, do. 

Happy 11 Months!

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Primary

I don't really have a point to this post. Already, sitting down to write it I am not exactly sure where I was wanting it to go when I thought I should write a post about this. But I've had some thoughts bouncing around in my head lately and so I wanted to record a few things.

I'm coming up on 4.5 years of serving in the Primary Presidency of the TM 2nd Ward. In November of 2013 the Thanksgiving Meadows Ward was split into TM 1st Ward and TM 2nd Ward. I was called to be the secretary in the Primary Presidency. As the "new" ward, we had two weeks to fill all of the callings from nothing and it was crazy. (In fact, including that first reorganization - I just went through my 6th "first of the year" reorganization assigning kids and classes, and all of that craziness!)

In the old TM Ward David was a primary teacher,  but I'd never served in Primary before. Never as a teacher, and maybe only once as a substitute. I think I sat in his classroom only a couple times but only went to sharing time like once. So I had no experience and was feeling a little deer-in-the-headlights. Luckily, I had the opportunity to serve with the most amazing President, Tiffany Flanagan. She was amazing, IS amazing! I admire her so much for so many reasons, at the forefront being her love for the Savior, for the Primary children, and for those around her. She taught me so much about serving in the primary, serving in a presidency, and being a good person.

After about a year and a half, in April 2015, the 1st Counselor in our Primary received a new calling and I was called to replace her. Changing from secretary to the first counselor was a great experience for me. I'll be honest - being a Primary Secretary is a lot of work and the change was good for me.  I loved working with the Nursery and Activity Days and I was able to grow and learn in different ways. This change also meant that I started teaching Sharing Time on Sundays. I feel like it takes time to learn how to teach and entertain and bring the spirit and keep the kids attention all at the same time, but I feel like I was learning and doing an okay job with it.

Then, May of 2016, our presidency was reorganized and I was called to be the new Primary President. I can't even explain the weight that settled onto my shoulders with this new calling. I'd been in the Primary Presidency for almost 3 years but I wasn't prepared for the responsibility I suddenly felt for my Primary kids as well as for my Primary Teachers! I just feel such a great love for them, and such a responsibility for their welfare and well being, both spiritual and physical.

I feel like I'm in a really great place right now. I truly love what I'm doing, and even though it's hard (a lot of work, a lot of energy, a lot of responsibility) - I'm so grateful to be serving my Heavenly Father. Right before I got called as the Primary President, I was starting to feel a little... tired. But when I received the new call, I had to shake the feeling/thought off and determined that I wouldn't allow myself to feel tired or burned out, I had to refresh myself and gear up for the new presidency. I feel like it's a blessing from Heavenly Father that he helped me feel refreshed and revitalized and ready to serve. The other day Bishop Abarca said "You know I'm never going to release you, right?" And I said, "Yep! I'm pretty much planning to serve forever." (Of course, callings come from the Lord, and anything can happen - but I'm not antsy for a new calling or planning for a new calling anytime soon.) I feel like I'm hitting a good groove with my presidency, figuring out the things that important for us, and learning how to delegate and use my resources better.

Right now in Primary alone, we have 18 classes, 33 teachers and almost 160 primary children. That's not including our 3 nursery classes, 6 nursery teachers, 2 nursery music teachers, 2 nursery coordinators and 35 nursery children. We also have a Primary Music Chorister and Pianist, 4 Activity Day Leaders, and over 12 people in the Cub Scouting organization. Plus my two counselors and two secretaries. Oh, and our "Ward Baptism Specialist" who easily makes my calling a thousand times easier and who I am SO grateful for. That's 66 Adults and 195 Children. I sometimes joke about being in charge of a small Army, but in truth it is an army. It's God's Army. I'm overcome with the feeling of responsibility of teaching these small children to have faith in the bedrock principles of the gospel because they will be (and in truth, they already are) fighting a battle. I also feel a huge responsibility for my teachers and leaders in primary. These are the men and women who are on the front lines, teaching these children - but they are each struggling with their own things and hoping for their own spiritual nourishment. The primary children are the future of the church, but these leaders are the people who are the church, right now. They are living their testimonies and if I can do any possible thing to strengthen them and bring them closer to the Lord, then I must do that!

Who’s on the Lord’s side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who’s on the Lord’s side? Who?
We wage no common war, Cope with no common foe.
The enemy’s awake; Who’s on the Lord’s side? Who?

We serve the living God, And want his foes to know
That, if but few, we’re great; Who’s on the Lord’s side? Who?
We’re going on to win; No fear must blanch the brow.
The Lord of Hosts is ours; Who’s on the Lord’s side? Who?


We're on the Lord's side. The Lords Army. This is our Primary Army. 

I've had some hard experiences in Primary. Ward Council can be overwhelming to know how many people are struggling without knowing what to do to help. I've had angry teachers and/or parents confronting me in the halls of the church. I've had almost debilitating feelings of inadequacy as I feel like I'll never be able to catch up or to do all the things that I want to do. But I've also had SO many blessings. I feel so fulfilled from this calling. I feel like the things I'm doing are making a difference. I've had parents tell me of their children expressing that they've felt the Holy Ghost during one of my lessons. I've been able to be involved in serving and caring for teachers and children alike. I feel involved in a team (the ward council, my primary presidency, the stake primary), and I feel strengthened by my Heavenly Father. I feel like I have to recognize my smooth and non-throwing up pregnancy with Caleb as a direct blessing because I needed those blessings at the time, and I should probably recognize the same thing about how easy he's been as a baby and how much joy he brings to me with such little stress. I feel the Lord blessing me and strengthening me in my efforts, and that's such a rewarding, encouraging, and precious feeling. 

And I guess that's it. I don't have much more to say. I sometimes shy away from telling people of my calling because I don't want to be interpreted as "I'm amazing, I'm the Primary President, you should be impressed" or something. But I realized the other day that I've said very little about my calling and it's such a HUGE part of my life. It takes up a huge amount of time and it fills my life with spiritual experiences and blessings. I want my life record to show that I worked hard to serve the Lord and was happy to serve wherever he asked me to serve. I want my children to know how important I think Primary is and how much I love being in there with them every week. I just want a record for myself of my experiences and how they impacted me and my testimony. Because I'm grateful for these experiences and this opportunity.