Wednesday, February 23, 2011


Again with my projects, I love making cakes.  I have never taken a class, had no instruction past a bit of motherly advice.  My love of baking came before my kids, trial and error has resulted in many wonderful baking discoveries.  I am not big on recipes, more interested in experimenting. 

My love of decorating cakes came with Paysen's first birthday. . .that wasn't the best cake I ever made but it was the beginning of a great love for me.

Thought I would share some of the cakes I have done, again. . .I have a million pictures but it takes too long to upload them, here are a few.
These two dog cakes were for Parky's first Birthday
Dinasaur Cake for his 2nd Birthday

Shower cake for my sister

Birthday cake I made

Train Cake for Paysen's 4th

Wedding cake for my sister in law

I don't have any speciality pans, I just cut out the shapes that I want!! I love LOVE making cakes, hopefully I will have many more to share.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

In my Spare Time

If I can find any amount of extra time in my day I love to spend it making, creating, baking, cooking etc. . .

If any of you have sons then you know that free time is a little tricky. . .if you begin to sew in front of your two crazy boys, you end up with material everywhere, knots in your thread and spilt needles. So, for the most part I keep my sewing to nap time and bed time.  This is true for most of my hobbies, they are NOT little boy proof.  When I make cakes for people I keep the timing to after they go to bed as well so I don't have to say no when they ask me for a taste. . . .

One of my favorite pastimes is Making Purses or bags.  I haven't captured all of them with pictures but I have a few. I make them only out of recycled material, such as old sweaters, pants scarves. .etc.  Don't worry, I wash them all first. 
Made for a New Friend
Most recent

For a very special Little Girl
For a special woman in my life

 I think I will begin to share a bit more of my projects. . .and let me be honest, if it didn't take an hour to upload  photos I would do it all now. . .But for today this will do.

Monday, February 14, 2011


Thinking today about words, the way that they just don't mean what they used to.  There was a time when what you said meant something, when spoken words were worth more than what they are today. 

In these times, saying "Till death do we part" really means, "Till I decide I don't like or love you anymore" or "Till I find someone better."  Little remains sacred about marriage.  People are getting married to have a wedding or because they think that they are in love.  They fail to think past the honeymoon, ten years or twenty years down the road.  To remember that marriage is a partnership, and that we are all human and far from perfect. 

Now a days to say " I am a Christian" really doesn't mean what it should.  This was spoken about on Sunday at church.  Jesus says that if we are following him and trying to be like him as he has called, then we will be hated like he was.  This is such a powerful thought for me. I mean really powerful. I think of my own life and see how I fall short. 

We are so selfish to think that this is our life we are living.  To think that God owes us this life.  To think that its ok to sprinkle a little Jesus on whatever we have going on.  The big picture is simple. . .This isn't our life, it was a gift. . . .God doesn't owe us a thing (he has already given the largest gift with Jesus on the cross)  We shouldn't be thinking of Him on Sunday mornings or when we need something from him, we should be thinking of him ALL the time. 

There has been a time of continuous months of prayer that Devan and I have had the past couple of years.  I think back to these times, of course it was because we NEEDED something.  I believe we have always trusted God with our family but we haven't always lived like he was the most important thing.  Our baby was sick, this led us to continued prayer.

As our Pastor says, "do you really love God, or just the stuff he gives you?"

Are you a christian when its convenient or all the time?  Do you try to fit in and say what is acceptable to whom you are with?  Or profess your belief? What a thought........Do all the people who know me know that I love Jesus? 

I want to live as an example, especially to my children.  I want them to believe that what they say matters. I want them to think before they speak.  I want them to tell everyone about God and what he has done for them. 

 "For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks."  Mathew 12:34b

My words should reflect what is in my heart. . . . . .

Wednesday, February 2, 2011


I was thinking tonight about the many nurses that have affected my life. I was thinking about the great and wonderful women who have had such an impact on Parklen and myself as his mother.

What makes a good nurse? To me a wonderful nurse is one that not only works by the book but by the heart as well. The one’s that don’t just treat the patient but the family too. The nurse that can look you in the eye and know when you need a hug, or a walk or just a good cry. The nurse who could read me and knew how much I loved Jesus and took the time to pray with me.

The good nurse is the one you trust enough, to leave her with your child alone while you run down stairs to grab your first bite to eat in 24 hours. The nurse who not just includes you in your child’s care but puts your opinion above all others.

The one who remembers your name, and listens to your concerns. The Nurse who fills in as your emotional support when your husband couldn’t be by your side. The nurse who requests to be in your room on her next shift.

The woman who sees the desperation of a mother and spends the extra 30 minutes, in the middle of the night, re-situating cords and tubes and re-hooking up the machines as she places your son in your arms, just so you can hold your baby after his latest surgery.

I have had the experience of not so good nurses too, the ones that treat your child like a text book. The one’s who don’t value what a mom has to say…..the one’s who don’t share, even a smile. These were few and far between. I have made friends in the nurses that have looked after Parklen. I have shared intimate moments with these women, I have shared my life story, my pain and my rejoicing in my son’s recovery and my Lord.

It’s a somewhat random thing to think about now. Parklen hasn’t been in the hospital for a number of months. I suppose its because I am just reflecting on the past year. . . .it has been just a year after all since his long awaited diagnosis and the beginning of his treatment. A year ago this month.

I know many nurses in my personal life, I look up to them in the profession they have chosen. I know not how they are at work, but I know that they have the power to change people’s lives. I know that the nurses that changed my life will be cherished in my heart forever.


Tuesday, February 1, 2011


So you may think I would be upset when Paysen's Sunday School teacher (also a friend of mine)  told me that he had announced during Sunday School that his mom had told him that she wouldn't be feeding him lunch so he needed extra snacks.  Well, yeah I was. .. . a little.  Why do kids say these things?  As if my child  has ever gone more than 20 minutes with out stuffing his face, let alone been forced to skip lunch.

Although, the statement made was more of a lie than anything else, it amazes me a little. We are born with this natural ability to IMAGINE.  I don't really want to begin to try and figure out how Paysen even thought up this story, but I do like to think about his ability to tell one.

The imagination of a child baffles my mind. The trick is going to be channeling the wonder into outlets a little less deceitful.  Paysen has a thing, he loves to tell stories.  He makes a huge spectacle of it.  It usually begins with, "Once upon a time..." the stories are usually about spiders, or snakes, or little boys who go on adventures. . .   he is a great story teller.  We go back and forth with the stories.  Sometimes it seems to go on forever. . . .

We have yet to introduce video games, I don't think this will come anytime soon.  I am, in a way against them.  Paysen and Parklen will go for hours with imaginative play.  They pretend to be on boats, trains, trucks. . .going to grandmas, camping, hiking and thanks to "Diary of A Wimpy Kid" They even pretend to go to Middle School.  I don't want to take away their imagination and replace it with sitting around using their thumbs.  Call me old fashion but I want the kids who look forward to playing outside, going on walks, pursuing adventure.  That's who they are now, and that's who I want them to be forever. . . trust me I know that the question will come someday for an X-box. But, until then......................