
My One Thing
One thing I’ve been trying to do lately is pick a small extra everyday. This can be deviating from a bad habit, serving someone else, or adding something good to my life. Today I decided to recognize and thank the people that help me. I took a trip to Walmart and noticed about seven times that people helped me out in just little ways. It was rather surprising.
There was also an old man who said hello to me. Which would normally been quite nice, but I was in the bra department, quickly browsing for a much needed new bra. So it was actually rather creepy.
Iris

Bird Refuge
Our total count was 17 different kinds of birds. I didn’t know the names of all of them. Sometimes I just make up names or guess. I once asked, “What’s the name of that yellow headed blackbird?” Turns out I had correctly identified the bird. So red winged blackbird and yellow headed blackbird are pretty easy to remember. I’m getting better at knowing other types. I can now identify cormorant, avocet and grebes. I’m pretty sure I saw more than two types of ducks but I only counted two.
The pelicans are my favorite. They are big and pretty chill. We probably got within 50 feet of some.
Time Lapse
Here’s another fun picture. It is fun to realize how much my kids have grown up! I think the best part about parenting is seeing children grow and becoming themselves.

I planted potatoes and onions and I have been cleaning up after my kids all this morning, and generally just being a housewife. It isn’t glamorous, but I have started to value the work I do more.
Trouble
I finished up the rug in the bedroom, and we went ahead and moved the furniture in. It’s still in need of a few finishing touches like a bit of painting and outlet covers, but it is good enough. We just have one bedroom left.
Whenever I leave the room for a moment, my children start getting into trouble. The older one will start fighting and the toddler will do toddler things. I’m glad the marker he used to color the couch is washable.


Ducks
When I left for Logan, I had three hours to travel, visit three stores, and hopefully still have time to play with the kids at the park.




We made it, plus a stop to the bread store because I have a weak spot for discount snack cakes. I took these last pictures because I remembered this one.

This is at my gardening class I taught at the library.
I made a sticky wall with contact paper and foam shapes. The foam is restickable from the contact paper, and it translated into lots of fun for this toddler.
Shopping
I usually hate shopping. It is a necessary but undesired part of life. When my husband came home early from work I convinced him to come along with us to our shopping expedition.
I found new church pants and shoes for Peter, and while I was getting that, Joe browsed and found a new suit. For about $150. Hooray! He’s needed a new suit for a while. We have three small children and suits don’t stay clean or nice very long. Neither of us wanted to spend the money to get a new one, but a discounted one will do nicely.
I do tend to spend more money with my husband around though. I usually ask myself, “Should I buy this?” My answer over half the time is no. With Joe around, I ask him, and he is more liberal with his yeses.
Peter was dying to buy bean boozeled when he found it. I reluctantly agreed. And managed to only get a couple of bad ones out of the eight or so I tried. I was impressed that Peter kept trying new ones, because he usually hates trying new food.
Repentance
I’ve always read the scripture, “Cry repentance unto this people” like I should be going out and telling people what they are doing wrong and they should stop. That’s not going to happen.
But I’ve been studying repentance a bit more recently, and had a few experiences. One, I did something a bit stupid and realized that instead of sitting around feeling horrible about it, I should pray about it and confess my sin and ask for forgiveness and help to change. I immediately felt better.
Joe and I were reading a book and it contained an article about how it shouldn’t be “I can’t do this” to “I won’t do this.” Because Christ has promised that with him, we can do all things. I started to really think about those things that I want to change, but it just doesn’t happen. A lot of this is really, I won’t change, because if I do try, and more importantly, rely on Christ for help, I really can do all things.
Going back to crying repentance. It’s not about telling others what is wrong in their lives. It’s about telling them about the power of Christ. All those little or big things that we just can’t change by ourselves and cause us grief can be taken away by Christ. Through repentance we can become everything we want to be, everything God wants us to be.
His Day
