When we woke up the first morning here, Layla said, "Are we really living here?!" She said it with so much happiness and amazement in her voice that we all understood exactly what she meant: that we are so blessed and happy in our new home!!!
It was a lot of hard work moving in! I am grateful for ward members and our brother in law, Brandon, who all helped us so much. Mitch's parents came and spent the rest of the day helping us unpack and set things up. We couldn't have done it without all the help! For three days after moving in, I had no grip strength in my hands and my quads were so sore. It truly is so much work and emotional exhaustion too, to move. Never again, I say! Mitch doesn't believe me when I say that, but I really do mean it. Unless he insists that we move for his work, I truly have no intention of ever moving out of this house. First of all, it's the perfect house for us to grow old in, and second of all, moving sucks, haha! But in all honesty, I'd love to live in this house for the rest of my life. There's nothing like seeing deer right outside our window! I freaked out the first time we saw them because I was so excited. It really is awesome.
We had a most wonderful Christmas in our new home. Santa visited my parents' house the weekend before, which is also when we learned that Marcus wanted the shark bite pirate ship toy for Christmas. Unfortunately, this item was not on his Christmas list that he gave us early in the season, and we couldn't find one that close to Christmas anywhere (not even for a high price). I felt so bad that he didn't get the one thing he (finally) decided he really wanted! But, I guess we know what we'll get him for his birthday now, ha! This has happened twice now with Marcus, where he doesn't tell us what he really wants the most until it's too late and he has to wait until his birthday or Christmas to finally get it. At least he wasn't too disappointed this time and was a good sport about it. We told him he'd have to ask earlier next year.
My sweet mom sent the kids advent chocolate calendars in the mail and it made their day!
But, besides that little slip up, everything else was great. Mitch and I weren't supposed to get each other anything for Christmas this year since we just bought a new house and a new (to us) car. But of course Mitch always spoils me so "the kids" bought me the Dyson vacuum I've wanted since fall break when our rental house had one. And I gotta say, I really do love that vacuum! Because now I'm old and I love gifts like fancy vacuums, lol! "The kids" also bought Mitch a couple of gifts too, so I guess Mitch and I know how to get around our own rules. ;)
We did all the usual Christmas stuff and loved being with our families! We also had both sides of our families over (except Brock's family since Natalie's brother was in town) for New Year's. We brought in 2019 at 7:00 pm because we're wild like that.
This year I felt like our kids truly understood the true meaning of Christmas more than any other year. We really tried to stress that this year. They learned a song in Primary that makes me cry. We sang it often throughout December and Marcus requested it nearly every night before bed:
Could I Hold the Baby?
It’s Christmas Eve, I’m tucked in bed,
I’m snug and warm, my prayers are said.
I start to think about the first Christmas Night.
The manger warm, the baby fair,
the star that led the shepherds there,
and what I’d say to Mary
as she smiled at the little Christ child.
Could I hold the baby? Will he smile at me?
Does He know why He is born and what his life will be?
Could I hold the baby and tell him of my love?
How glad I am that Jesus Christ was sent from heaven above.
Now ev’ry day the whole year through
I’ll think of all that I can do
To be like Him and live as He showed me how.
And I’ll remember that Christmas toys
are not as dear as girls and boys,
that Jesus loves each one of us endlessly.
He loves you and me.
Isn't that great? I love the second verse and would often say to my kids that "Christmas toys are not as dear as girls or boys." Not that we don't love gifts around here- we do, just a good reminder of what really matters. Anyways, it was very calming and peaceful to read Luke 2 with the kids this year and center our Christmas around Christ. I am grateful that our Savior was born all those years ago.

Now I can't believe it's 2019. And we're not driving flying cars! Speaking of cars- I still love our Q7. We went to the car show yesterday and saw all the 2020 cars coming out late this year. There wasn't anything that Mitch loved, which is strange for him, but it was fun to see the new models. I can't wait to see the Jeep Gladiator trucks on the roads!
Said goodbye to our old friend:
And love our new car. Marcus said, "We used to have a BMW and now we have a OOOO."
Anyways, last month Marcus did three days worth of testing to see if he can get in the gifted program for first grade. While he was testing, I learned that there are over 300 kids testing for 75 spots, only 25 of which are at the school we'd want him to go to. This sounds bad, because I do truly believe Marcus is gifted, but I put the whole thing out of my mind after I learned that so many kids were testing and just figured he wouldn't get in. Imagine my surprise when I got an email this month saying he scored in the 80th percentile or higher on the CogAT test and needed to do a one-on-one reading test for the second round of testing! I felt bad that I had just disregarded his chance of getting in. Anyways, he said when he did the reading test that he read the word "ice cream" but couldn't remember any other words, but he read all of them except one that he didn't know. So, now we wait until mid-March when they will let us know if he got in or not. Either way is totally fine with me because I like having him learn French at our neighborhood school and going to class with the group of neighborhood boys. But if he makes it in, that will be great too.
I was pleasantly surprised when he checked this book out of his school library:
Speaking of Marcus, at my parents' family dinner he told us all, "My favorite food is mac 'n cheese. It's so easy to make! It's just two ingredients: cheese and mac'n!" Oh.my.goodness we all laughed until we cried over that one. The other day, Marcus told me his entire kindergarten class was sitting on the rug and the teacher asked them to raise their hands and suggest a word so the class could break the word down into letter sounds. Marcus got called on and said the word, "Doofnugget." And, according to him, everyone burst into giggles and his teacher said, "I don't know what a doof is, so we'll just go with nugget," which made everyone laugh again. The next day his friends whispered to him, "Say doofnugget again!" Marcus told me, "but the teacher didn't call on me!" shocked that she wouldn't ask him a second time. Hahahahaha. Oh man, he really is a genuinely funny kid- I just hope it doesn't get him in trouble! I have heard several of his friends tell him, "You're SO funny!" as they're playing and it makes me smile every time because he really is a character.
HOWEVER, my same Mr. Funny Man who loves to hug me and always tell me I'm pretty and completely melts my heart, can also be completely and utterly defiant, rebellious, and downright awful. If we give him two options to choose between he always comes up with a third option and refuses to pick from the first two. If we give him no options, he refuses to do whatever we've asked. If we let him choose whatever he wants, he doesn't do anything. It feels like we can't win and we're constantly battling him. BUT..... we went through the same exact thing with Layla when she was in kindergarten. I was just reminded while writing this blog that my word for her at this age was also defiant. I don't know if it's the age, or the fact that they both are/were bored in Kindergarten, or what, but man is it ever rough! Good thing when he's not awful, he is the most handsome, thoughtful, funny little guy! I still melt when I see his little big hands in mine, and when the first thing he says to me in the morning as he gives me a hug is, "Love you," in his sleepy voice. I say it all the time, but his wife will be one lucky woman to have such a thoughtful, sweet husband!
Poor kid had strep throat the week before Christmas. I didnt know until he broke out in this nasty rash. Not my finest mom moment.
I truly thought he had eczema since it started on his face.
Layla has been bitten by the Harry Potter bug! She is, as of today, on book five. She talks about Harry Potter constantly and it is so funny and cute. Sometimes it feels like this:
Layla is doing very well in school this year and I still absolutely adore her teacher. I am proud of Layla for making many new friends in our new neighborhood. While she makes friends easily, Layla can be shy and introverted. But she has put herself out there lately and I am proud of her. She is also learning to cook and has now expanded to pancakes, scrambled eggs, oatmeal, and green smoothies. My parents gave her an easy bake oven for Christmas and she has loved using that too. She amazes me when some days she looks like she's 12 years old and acts that mature too! It makes me excited because I know she will be a smart, kind, funny, and sweet young woman, but it also makes me sad because she is growing up too fast! I love watching her with all of her little cousins. They all ADORE here, especially Carson, and she is great with them. I adore her too!
I love our island table in our new house. The 4 of us eat all of our meals here. Mitch and I sit on one side, across from the kids. I love that because it allows me to look at both of their cute faces at the same time. And the beautiful mountain scene outside the windows. Every morning they each bring Kitty and Bow Bow and Layla usually brings a book to read and Marcus brings a toy to play with. It really is a sweet scene to behold. It helps me remember that we want to keep the spirit in our homes so our home is a refuge from the world, a safe place where we feel loved and cared for. Which reminds me that church is only two hours long now (awesome!) so that we can have more time to study the Gospel as a family in our homes. We have truly enjoyed that and have memorized a scripture each week so far. I feel like we're even more dedicated and talking more about Jesus, Heavenly Father, and why we're here on earth. I love that my kids are growing up understanding that there is a purpose to them being here and it's bigger than just being nice and loving each other. It's eternal, and it's about choices, repentance, hard work, and love. It brings me so much peace during a time when raising a family is hard and scary. But I know deep down that I don't need to be scared or worried because Heavenly Father inspires me in my parenting and is guiding me along the way.
Kevin and Nicole invited us to the Jazz game. Kevin's work gave him 4 suite tickets and it was amazing! We had dinner in the suite and sat on the 6th row to watch the game!
We even made it on TV! My parents sent me this pic from their TV.
Well this is getting long, I can ramble/type forever, and we need to get going. I have a birthday treat to drop off to one of my Primary class members and then it's off to Katie's birthday dinner. I have made many goals for 2019, and one of them is to update my blog every month. So, hopefully I'll update again in February.
And now for random picture dump that I don't have time to organize:
The kids went to a movie with Kate and Mason and then played afterwards. Always fun with the Mudrows! And Kellee was a life saver when I had so much school work to do that day!
Making Christmas cookies:
We went and saw the lights at Temple Square. It was not very cold, but WAY too crowded. Beautiful though!
Played Kerplunk and saw a movie on Christmas Eve to pass the time.
Christmas morning aftermath/anxiety for mom.
My mom made us this Santa Cam. Marcus said, "Hello, Santa!"
Went sledding on the hill by our home.
My uncle had his Jeepster and motorcycle made into a Hot Wheels! Sold at Target.
Went to Top Golf.
Marcus likes to match Mitch for church. I call it, "Mitch-matched." haha.
Mitch presented a paper for his Ph.D. at a conference in San Diego.
Silly.
A snowman should not, "Fall in hot lava." Marcus's paper of the snowman saying, "aaaaaaa" So funny!
Got fans for prizes at the dentist office. Layla had three cavities! Boo!
Sibling hugs!
Breakfast table scene:

