
Friday, June 5, 2009
34 for David!

Saturday, May 16, 2009
COLORS!
I love color!





Every day holds challenges (whether it's planning my lesson for Relief Society in Italian--new calling; doing chores without complaining--this can apply to Eli, Adam, Gabriel, and mom; or being a 17 month old who really wants to give your 4 year old brother a ride in the grass on a large toy dump truck). I am so grateful for the beauty that color (like these yellow, pink, and orange flowers) adds to my life and how it can make those challenges all melt away for awhile.
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So, how do I feel about the color GOLD? In jewelry it can be lovely, or pictured in a pot at the end of the rainbow--thrilling, but as a pair of 8 year old boy's shoes?!!
Yes, it was time to buy some new shoes for Adam. We went to a local store. Eli had his shoe graph chart in hand to keep him busy, and Gabe pushed Isaac in the stroller, while I "helped" Adam chose. These were the ones:
I tried not to interfere too much in the decision, though the words, "are you sure that is what you want?" left my mouth more than once. I decided that since we are in Italy and there really isn't anyone to mock (except for David and me and we are striving to supress). . . we may as well go for it! When Eli finally joined us again at the store and saw the shoes he exclaimed, "I've never had gold shoes! Adam is always the lucky one!" Okie-dokie then!
I have gotten more pleasure out of this golden purchase than I would have thought. How can one help but smile when they look at these and the obvious pride of their owner?!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
We often go walking through meadows of POPPIES
She always grew a few in our front yard.
When we moved here to Italy, I was blown away by the wild poppies that grow everywhere in the late spring and summer. They are sprinkled in with weeds and even pop up in a field of wheat--love the view of a lone red flower in the middle of a field of green wheat (another natural reminder that we need to stand for who we are and what we believe in, even if we are alone in doing so).
So, this year the boys and I made a little change to the sweet primary song, I Often Go Walking:


Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Our cute little stinker--Isaac!
You see 20 garbage bags pulled and piled, a bag of potatoes (you don’t see the potatoes with cute little bites taken out of them, but they do exist), and a good length of paper towels rolled out along the floor.
What did I see?
5 whole minutes without this sad face clinging to my legs while I did the dishes—priceless.

I am known for allowing crazy things to continue while I run and grab the camera for a photo, but even I couldn’t justify it this time. I jumped up, ran over, pulled the huge mouthful of snail-in-shell out of his ant-covered mouth and just grossed out for a minute. I guess that dead, sun-baked snail covered in protein rich ants could be a sort of delicacy, but. . .
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
ELI'S FIRST DECADE!


This test was telling me that I was pregnant. There is a creature forming inside of me. I must admit that I felt a lot more fear than excitement. I want a baby but knowing I am going to have one is a bit overwhelming and freaky. . . I know that David will be a great Dad, but I'm going to be a "mom" to someone. Ahhh!
March 7, 1999:
I love to lay down, feel the movements and wonder just who it is in there waiting to come out and make itself known. These are the times when I get slightly anxious to have it arrive so I can know if it is a boy or girl and see this person who is a part of David and me.
Just a few more good and intense pushes and my baby was born. At 11:20 am David exclaimed, so all could hear, "That's my boy!"

Eli laughed he first real laugh yesterday while David was playing with him. It was so adorable and fun to hear (David was excited to be the catalyst).

About a week ago Eli started saying his own cute version of "please" (more like, "bee" sometimes with an "s" at the end, sometimes not). It really is adorable, though he says it over and over when he wants something, and gets extra frustrated when he can't have the thing he is so properly asking for!

Eli has started a new game of free-falling off the couch. We are generally there to catch him, but . . . The other day I was on the phone facing out the living room window. I said good-bye and turned around just in time to see Eli land face-first in the floor. He ended up with a bloody nose and a split lip. But less than an hour later did almost the same thing. . .We have a box of popsicles that I only really give him when his lip has been smashed and is bleeding, and they are going rather quickly!
I love being a mom. I’m not always the most patient or sweetest, but I love watching Eli as he advances from one cute thing to the next. I love to watch him run away smiling as he awaits David’s chase, and remember that it was not all that long ago that he couldn’t even walk. I love to listen to him try to say new words, and ponder actually sharing a full conversation with him someday. I love his sweet hugs and kisses, and hope that I will always be able to show him that I love him even when he doesn’t want this kind of affection as much.

Eli was fascinated with the baby in my arms and we told him he was his baby brother (he didn’t get it). He would call him, “Baby Brother” but we could not get him to call him “Adam”. I asked Eli if he wanted to touch Adam’s toes. I thought for sure he would jump at the chance, but instead he looked at the baby and said a quiet, “no.” He looked at Adam as if he were some odd creature.
June 27, 2001 (2):
I was trying to get Eli dressed one morning. He kept trying to walk away while I was doing up his pants. I was getting frustrated with him and said sternly, “Eli, look at me!” He turned around, looked at my face, and said in the sweetest voice, “Beautiful!” I about died. I had never heard him say that word before. I was putty in his hands for the moment and thought, this kid knows what he is doing!

He still comments often on the experiences he had with his Grandpa Von, one of which includes accidently squishing a little frog he was hopping with. When mentioning this moment Eli will shake his head and somberly say, “That frog not hop anymore.”
2001/2:
Eli language:
cucumbers--tootootumbers
watermelon--watermelemon
rice krispies--snackle, crapple, pops
outside--ow-twide
loves to say, "Back in a jippy (jiffy)!"

There Eli stood, covered with yellow paint! He had it on his face a bit, covering the front of his clothes, and his hands and feet were completely saturated with it. We went down the stairs. I was dreading what I might see. . .The carpet is ruined and some walls need to be repainted. The toys need to be scraped off and the sofa cover turned over, but . . .David and I decided Eli probably had more fun than he could ever remember having!
March 2003 (almost 4):
Adam hits Eli on the head with a book. Eli cries out, and so Adam apologizes. Eli looks at and him and declares, "That was my favorite head!"


David is out of town. Derid is in town checking out a dental school. It is stake conference and President Monson will be attending. We sat in the chapel (we never do this for stake conference). Pres Monson enters the room, and everyone arises. I told Eli to look for Pres. Monson. Eli couldn't see very well. Derid and I try to point him out. Finally Eli exclaimed very loudly, "Oh, is he the one with the big nose?!" All Derid could say was, "Yah, I guess so." Derid and I quietly laughed for quite some time after that one.
The other day we were delivering Thanksgiving treats to some neighbors and Eli saw two mini skateboards in the yard. He said, "Mom, I will take just one of them!" I explained to him that it would be stealing since the boards didn't belong to him. He was dejected but he left them and came with us. A few minutes later Eli says, "Mom, I wish I was a burglar!" I asked him, "Why?" His response, "Because burglars get to steal things!"

December 2003:
One day I decided to ask him to tell me a story. He said, "I'll tell you a sad story."
March 2004 (almost 5):
Eli has another talk in primary. He has clammed up both times before and not said anything--we gave the talk for him. This time he did it! David was sitting in the back and both of us were very excited. Afterward he ran back, hugged David and asked, "Dad, Are you so proud of me?" He was so pleased with himself. He turned to me a bit later and said, "Mom, is the Holy Ghost telling me that I did a good job?" It was so sweet!

"Mom, Why did Heavenly Father make shoes so that we can't really wiggle our toes?"
May:

I asked Eli the other day what color his future wife's hair should be. First he decided her name would be Suzy-Bell, then he said she would have "golden hair and golden eyes."
February 2005:
David is putting Eli's brand new bike together. It is taking quite awhile to do. Eli tries so hard to be patient and actually does a pretty good job. When it is very close to being done, Eli gets very excited and says to David, "I've only been waiting like 300 miles per hour!!"

Eli was saying his night-time prayer (it was hard to get him to do it that night). This was his prayer: Heavenly Father, . . . bless mom that she will be pretty as a rose! [pause] Heavenly Father, sometimes it is hard to pray when I am onery, but I just do it to get it over with. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

I asked Eli what his favorite thing to do was. He responded, "To make other people's beds and put out clothes for them, and to write menus for breakfast." Many mornings he gets up before the rest of us, gets ready, goes downstairs and writes a breakfast menu. He will write down the cereals we have, along with other things like waffles. Then he writes down our drink choices. He will make one for each of us and we are supposed to sign the bottom of them.
On New years day Eli was laying next to me. He says, "Mom, my wish never comes true." I ask what wish (thinking of all his Christmas gifts). He responded, "That you will teach me at home." I wasn't expecting that response and was touched by his sincerity.

This is conversation Eli and David had while making dinner--I quickly grabbed a pen to write it down:
Eli,"Before you can be a Dad, all Dads should know how to do it. Like:
First--don't leave sharp knives out
Second--don't leave the oven on
Third--don't let anyone take your son (except family like grandpas and uncles)
Forth--If your son is in the water and is going to drown, jump in and save him
Five--love your kids
Six--kiss you wife and cuddle her
And the one, most important thing, Love Your Family! It is an important part of being a dad. You have to love your wife enough to marry her."
*This was all said very sincerely while Eli paced around the kitchen.
All of us were in the kitchen this afternoon. Eli's wheels were turning. . .
Eli, "Dad, How can you and mom be married just 9 years, when me plus Gabriel equals 9 years, and that doesnt include Adam?! Me plus Adam would be 12 years, so how can you only be married 9 years?" *Love how little minds try to make sense of the world.

Eli has been saying very eloquent prayers lately. Here is how today's began, "Heavenly Father, we sit in these chairs ready to pour out our hearts to you, and I think you know what I mean by that. . ."
November 29, 2007:
Mom's words to 8 year old Eli:
You are my golden-hearted child! Life isn't easy but your desire to be good and make good choices is strong.
You are going to be a great someone, my Eli! I'm so excited to see you grow and watch what you will become. No matter what you choose, we will love you and be proud that you are our son. Our Eli-the-great-and-powerful-boy!
"Mom, normally at Grandma Moss' they give us OtterPops. I ask someone for an otter pop, and when they are gone I ask someone else and they usually give me one. It's called 'Tricking for Treats' and it usually works!"
*When I reminded him of this statement recently, he reacted, "Oh. I told you that? Dang."

Fall 2008 (9 ½):
This is a talk Eli gave in Primary on Prayer--told in his words:
Nov-Dec 2008:
Words by Uncle Josh after trip to visit us in Italy:
It was good to have these nice little breaks from our vacationing on our vacation and spend time with Eli.

Eli David Moss, we love you and are so very proud of you! You’ve done a lot of living in these 10 years. We are excited to see what you do with the rest of your double-digits!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Joshua Von Callister sure is getting old!

Monday, April 13, 2009
A get away to The Netherlands






There was a quote on the wall as we left which reminded us that we mourn more for this one little girl than for the thousands like her who were victims in this aweful ordeal but that it may be better that way, because if we could really know each individual face and story it would be too devastating (not the exact quote, but you get the idea). David and I were both deeply moved by this experience.

Isaac did better for her than he does for me. I'm so glad things were good on their end, because it was a great time for David and me!
