Our Tree

Here are a few pictures of our little Christmas Tree. As we put on the ornaments each year I ask the kids what each symbol on the tree represents. This is the first year that all three of them were able to answer all the questions. I was so proud!

For several years now in our Christmas card I include the poem "Teach the Children". It's a beautiful poem and it has become a yearly tradition...




Last Monday night I had a strange visitor. This is how it happened...

I had just finished the household chores for the night and was preparing to go to bed when I heard a noise in the front of the house. I opened the door of the front room, and to my surprise, a special visitor stepped out from behind the Christmas tree.

He placed his fingers over his lips so I would not cry out.

"What are you doing?" I started to ask, but the words choked up in my throat as I saw that he had tears in his eyes.

He then answered me with the simple statement of "Teach the children."

I was puzzled. What did he mean? He anticipated my question and with one quick movement, brought a miniature toy bag from behind the tree. As I stood there in my night shirt bewildered, the visitor said again, "Teach the children." My perplexed expression still showed in the near darkness.

"Teach them the old meaning of Christmas --- the meaning that Christmas nowadays has forgotten."

I started to say, "How can I?" when the visitor reached into the toy bag and pulled out a brilliant shiny star.

"Teach the children the star was the heavenly sign of promise long ago. God promised a Savior for the world and a sign of the fulfillment of his promise. The countless shining stars at night --- one for each man --- now show the burning hope of all mankind."

The visitor gently laid the star upon the fireplace mantle and drew forth from the bag a glittering red Christmas ornament.

"Teach the children red is the first color of Christmas. It was first used by the faithful people to remind them of the blood which was shed for all people by the Savior. Christ gave his life and shed his blood that every man might have God's gift to all-eternal life. Red is deep, intense, vivid --- it is the greatest color of all. It is the symbol of the gift of God."

As the visitor was twisting and pulling another object out of his bag, I heard the kitchen clock begin to strike twelve. I wanted to say something but he went right on.

"Teach the children," he said, as the twisting and pulling suddenly dislodged a small Christmas tree from the depths of the toy bag.

He placed it before the mantel and gently hung the red ornament.

Here was the second color of Christmas. "The pure color of the stately fir tree remains green all year round," he said. "This depicts the everlasting hope of mankind. Green is the youthful, hopeful, abundant color of nature. All the needles point heavenward --- symbolic of man's returning thoughts toward heaven. The great, green tree has been man's best friend. It has sheltered him, warmed him, made beauty for him, formed his furniture."

The visitor's eyes were beginning to twinkle now as he stood there. Suddenly I heard a soft tinkling sound. As it grew louder, it seemed like the sound of long ago.

"Teach the children, that as the lost sheep are found by the sound of the bell, so should it ring for man to return to the fold --- it means guidance and return. It further signifies that all are precious in the eyes of the Lord. Who is there among you if his son asks for bread would give him a stone?"

As the soft sharp sound of the bell faded into the night, the visitor drew forth a candle.

He placed it on the mantle and the soft glow from its tiny flame cast an eerie glow about the darkened room. Odd shapes in the room slowly danced and weaved upon the walls.

"Teach the children," whispered the visitor, "that the candle shows man's thanks for the star of long ago; it's small light is the mirror of the star light."

"At first candles were placed on the Christmas tree --- they were like many glowing stars shining against the dark green. Safety now has removed the candles from the tree and the colored lights have taken over in that remembrance."

The visitor now had turned the small Christmas tree lights on and picked up a gift from under the tree.

He pointed to the large bow ribbon and said, "A bow is placed on a present to remind us of the spirit of the brotherhood of man. We should remember that the bow is tied as man should be tied --- all of us together, with the bonds of good will toward each other. Good will forever is the message of the bow."

Now my mind began to wonder what else the visitor might have in his bag. Instead of reaching in his bag, he slung it over his shoulder and began to reach up on the Christmas tree.

I thought he was hungry as he reached for a candy cane purposely placed high on the tree. He unfastened it and reached out toward me with it.

"Teach the children that the candy cane represents the shepherd's crook. The crook on the staff helps bring back the strayed sheep of the fold. The candy cane is the symbol that we are our brother's keepers."

The visitor then paused. He seemed to realize that he should be on his way. As he looked about the room a feeling of satisfaction shined on his face.

He read wonderment in my eyes and I am sure he sensed my admiration for this night. He was his old self as he approached the front door. The twinkle in his eyes gave the visitor away. I knew he wasn't through yet.

He reached into his bag and brought forth a large holly wreath.

He placed it at the door and said, "Please teach the children the wreath symbolizes the eternal nature of love; it never ceases, stops, or ends. It is one continuous round of affection."

"The wreath does double duty. It is made of many things and in many colors. It should remind us of many things of Christmas."

"Please teach the children."

I pondered and wondered and thrilled with delight as I sat and viewed all those symbols that night.

And my thoughts were of the visitor and all he made right.

To give and to help, to love and to serve, are the best things of life, all men can deserve.

Jesus the Christ Child as small as an elf, is the very best symbol of Christmas itself.

He's the sign of the gift of love and of life, the ending of evil, the ceasing of strife.

The message to me on this pre-Christmas night has opened a treasure of deepest insight.

The one thing on earth we all ought to do, is the teaching of children the right and the true.

"Please teach the children."

Happy Thanksgiving!

We had a wonderful Thanksgiving at my mom's house. I watched Emily and Sarah at my house so Jake and Jessica could go to a movie and my mom could cook and bake in a quieter house. After they collected the girls we went up to my Mom's where we had our usual Thanksgiving feast. It was wonderful. Bryan, Nicole, Jake and Jessica, Matt, My Mom and all the kids were there. And of course me too. After dinner we continued the tradition of "Christmas Vacation" to kick off the Christmas season. Followed by "The Polar Express". We had such a wonderful time as usual. My Mom's cooking topped everything off! Thanks for all your hard work Mom!

Turkey Fun at the library

The kids got back from their dad's early Tuesday afternoon after spending 10 days with him. So back to the library we went for our weekly activity. They provide such wonderful projects that all the kids just love. What a nice family activity, after grabbing our new set of books. This week's theme was "Turkey Fun".

Our trip to Salt Lake

We arrived after a long trip and after losing the hour we had acquired the day before at the amazing hotel where I gave Grandma a ride. Early Tuesday afternoon we went over to Provo where the family gathered for a wonderful dinner, and it began to snow... Much to our dismay the snowing continued off and on throughout the night. The kids had a wonderful time playing in it as the rest of us tried very hard to stay dry. Thursday of course was absolutely gorgeous.

The wedding was absolutely beautiful. There was a luncheon and reception both in rooms of the Joseph Smith Memorial building. What a wonderful experience and Chelsea looked absolutely gorgeous! Welcome to the family Jed!

We walked around Temple Square and visited the visitor centers. We even got to sit in on the choirs practice for Sunday's broadcast. It was just wonderful. What a peaceful time.







After six years of sharing our experiences and hardships, thoughts and fun April and I finally got to meet each other. We had a really nice time talking and watching each other's kids in amazement. It was like we had known each other for years, yet it was the first time we met. We got together at "The World's First KFC" oddly enough in Salt Lake and not in Kentucky. We will have to do it again!

That's enough for tonight...

I must apologize for not posting in such a long time. My computer crashed and I was without it for over a month due to a virus eating it;s way through everything I had.

Then when I got it back, life got in the way and prevented me from posting anywhere but Myspace or Facebook. Thanks for being patient and please comment when you can. It keeps me encouraged...

I will post more tomorrow and I promise to be more detailed.

Michael's 5th grade/Honor Choir concert

The first Honor Choir performance of the year was at the fifth grade performance. Way to go Michael! They do such a wonderful job! What a LOT of hard work. Practice is before school 3 days a week.






"The October Overture". Michael and Jared's school was the only Elementary school invited among the High schools and Junior High schools to this wonderful performance. They are absolutely amazing!