tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36541650277704779772024-02-20T10:16:21.158-08:00Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & BristolBen, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.comBlogger217125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-23731839757202152982014-01-17T13:28:00.001-08:002014-01-18T12:40:08.948-08:00RCC needs SLB<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My little brother Shawn headed to the MTC on Wednesday. He has been called to serve in the California Rancho Cucamonga mission. I cannot wait for the first email. My mother in law told me that we will live for those letters. I find that extremely true already! We haven't even received an email yet, and I am dying to know how life is going for Shawn. We are lucky though, because our Uncle works at the MTC so we get little updates which have been helpful. It was such a neat night on Tuesday seeing him get set apart as a missionary. He is so ready for this! He will be such a great missionary. I miss him so much already!! I know that he is going to do such a great work in California. Plus, he's in California, how awesome is that? Warm weather! I cannot wait to receive our first email or letter. I am sure our blog will keep you updated on Shawn and his success. Brighton and Bristol don' have much of any idea where Shawn is. I hope that we can keep in the know with Shawn. We ask Brighton and he says Shawn is on a mission, but I don't think he gets it. I also don't think he understands that he won't see him for two years. I cannot believe that my kids will be almost 6 and 3 when he gets home. Crazy! Life is good!!<br />
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Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-63804536655247328382014-01-12T21:09:00.003-08:002014-01-12T21:09:25.647-08:00We are Back! I am sorry...I am so lame at writing. Wow! Life has been going by so fast. The last time I blogged, Bristol wasn't even here!!! Wow! Wow! Wow! We have changed, our location has changed, we have grown together, we have been sad together. We can't believe how much our kids are growing. A little about life now. In June of 2013, we sold our home in Ogden. We have talked about moving and getting out of our home for at least a year. We moved in with my Grandpa Walker after selling our home. Our home in West Valley was not quite ready yet. We quit the theatre in July. We forgot how much we love spending time with each other. We forgot what it was like to enjoy Saturdays and Sundays to ourselves, as well as holidays. I enjoyed being right next door to my family for four months. I also didn't know how hard it was going to be when we did move away from my family. Brighton loved being able to go to Grandma BenBen's everyday. Ben kept up with school very well during the summer as well as the fall semester even during two moves, he's a champ! I completely love that man! We enjoyed being able to spend time with Grandpa Walker. What a sweet time and great memories we made while living with him. We have learned that time is never enough. <br />
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<strong>Ben:</strong> Rocked his Summer and Fall semester of school at Weber State. I don't know how he does it? He seriously is my hero! I love that he is such a great man. I cannot believe that he graduates in the Spring. That tunnel we have been going through, has a light at the end :) I am more than positive that when he graduates he will go and get a part time night job. He cannot sit at home and do nothing at night. He is so much like his Dad in that way. It pretty much kills him in between semesters when he has to be home with us at night ;) Ben just got called to be the Young Men's Secretary in our ward. <br />
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<strong>Brighton:</strong> Our little boy is a Sunbeam! We can't believe it. He is growing up so quickly. He is all boy. He loves basketball, superheroes and his Dad. I am pretty sure his Dad is his favorite superhero. He is Ben's shadow. I hope they never lose the relationship that they have now. I absolutely adore their relationship. Brighton starts preschool in the fall. I cannot believe that I am even talking about this right now. He was just born yesterday! <br />
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<strong>Bristol</strong>: Our little girl is One! Even to this day I cannot believe that The Anderson gene created our sweet baby girl. We just love her. I could snuggle and love on her all day. She is my little side kick. Brighton and Ben have their thing and Bristol and I have our bond too. I love it! I won't lie. She loves her big brother and looks up to him...literally ;) She thinks that she can walk down the stairs just like her brother...that doesn't end so well. She loves to scale the couches or our coffee table. We are pretty sure she will be walking in a few months. <br />
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<strong>KoriAnn</strong>: I love to being a Stay at Home Mom. I honestly cannot ask for anything more. I have wanted this forever. I love seeing my kids grown and learn everyday. It really is the best! The kids and I get to go to playgroup every Tuesday. It is a good out for both the kids and I. I get adult time and the kids get playing time, what more can I ask for? I just got called to teach Valiant 9. I have taught only once so it is an adjustment, but I will get it...one day. <br />
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We are adjusting to life in Salt Lake. I miss my family terribly but this is where we are suppose to be. We hope that once the summer comes we will get more stuff unpacked and organized. We will see how that goes. We are truly blessed and know that The Lord takes care of us every second of the day. <br />
Lots of Love,<br />
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I will take you through a quick recap of the past three months. February we celebrated Ben's 29th birthday, and Brighton's 2nd Birthday. What a fun month for Birthdays! We celebrate alot at the end of February. It sometimes is a blur. Ben could seriously care less about his birthday so we combined it with Brighton's birthday. I don't think it's fair to Ben but he doesn't mind one bit. Next year will be different. <br />In March Ben got asked to be on another Wood Badge course. I say Yuck! He enjoys every minute of it! So I can't complain too much although I do. Ha!<br />April came and went...Ben finished another semester of school. I survived another semester. We still have a lot to go but there is a little bit of light at the end of the tunnel. <br />And here it is May already. Our weekends will consist of working at the theatre, going to St. George to see Brian Regan, and Ben starts Summer School on Monday. Yes, our lives are exciting...don't you wish you were us ;)<br />
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</tbody></table>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-87374576939554451952012-01-20T08:35:00.000-08:002012-01-20T08:54:56.872-08:006 Years!Ben and I celebrated our 6th anniversary this past weekend. Brighton stayed with Grandma and Grandpa Anderson, and Cherokee got to stay with Grandma Natter. We knew it was going to be a slim anniversary. I normally try and get us a hotel room and plan something fun for the weekend but our weekend at home was just as memorable I think. I told Ben at the first of the week last week that we were going to build a fort in our living room and just play games and be lazy for once in our busy lives. When Ben got home on Friday night we opened our gifts from each other. I bought him Moneyball he bought me Something Borrowed. We ordered our favorite pizza from Papa John's. Ben's favorite is the BBQ Chicken Pizza and mine is the Spinach alfredo pizza. We ran to the theatre after picking up our pizza and got ourselves some drinks and some popcorn for our movies. It was such a good night. We moved our mattress in the living room and built ourselves what we called a "fort" it was more like a jail cell if you ask me but we just went with it and had a great night. We even got a couple of games of Skip Bo in. Although, Ben beats me everytime. I managed to beat him once. When my pile only had ten cards in it while his had 20. Ha! Saturday we got up and went walking than we came home and were lazy all day. It was so nice not to have to do anything for a change! We headed to the Bountiful Temple later in the afternoon on Saturday. We hit the 5:30 session. I was so thrilled to be able to go to the temple with Ben. I think it helped us have a good week this past week. I was grateful to feel the spirit while at the temple and be able to remember what covenants we made this time 6 years ago (although a day behind this year). After the temple we headed to our favorite Mexican Restaurant and enjoyed a delicious dinner as always and even indulged in the best fried ice cream. I seriously could NOT stop eating it. It was so good!!! Maybe that is why we never get dessert after we eat because I eat it all. After we enjoyed dinner we headed to G & G Anderson's to get Brighton. It was a great weekend spent with the Man I Love. I just wish it could have been a little longer. I am thinking that once Ben graduates school we'll go on a vacation just the two of us. That day cannot come fast enough.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">10- Brighton's many sleepovers with Grandma Natter, Grandma and Grandpa Anderson, and Grandpa and Grandma Bennion</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2- We are debt free...except for our HOME :)</span><br />
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</tbody></table>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-26752563967246590422011-12-30T12:15:00.000-08:002011-12-30T12:15:21.509-08:00VehiclesIn August...Ben rear ended someone over on Larsen Lane. We just barely got his vehicle fixed just a few weeks ago. The other night he pulled out onto Washington Boulevard and someone smacked right into him. He swears he didn't see the car that he pulled out in front of. I came home not in a good mood once I got the voicemail that Ben had gotten into another car accident. My mind was racing about what we were going to do, and how we were going to pay for what was going to have to be fixed or bought. Considering that in his voicemail he told me that he thinks that he totaled the truck. It was a sad week for us. We didn't know what to think or do. Ben was planning on going to Brigham on Monday to see what they could find vehicle wise. We decided that we needed to find a new truck for Ben. We were not looking forward to going back into debt for a vehicle, but we knew that is what we had to do. <br />
We spent Christmas Eve at Ben's parents house catching up with extended family and grandparents. It was great to see everyone. Once it was time to go Dad asked us how we we're going to get all of our christmas presents in our trunk. I wasn't too worried considering that we were going to come back down to Salt Lake on Christmas and we could fit all of the stuff that we didn't get in our trunk that next day. I didn't realize that there was three totes full of food storage, a box of diapers for Brighton and wipes. I couldn't believe how much they gave us. I was so thrilled. I was soon to be even more excited when my father in law shoved me outside to see if we could fit all of that stuff in our vehicle...and when I stepped outside I found this...<br />
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Seriously, how awesome is that?? Pretty Awesome. I totally love my Inlaws. I truly believe that they are answers to prayers. They are so giving and they always take care of us. They know when we are stressed and need some talking to or need some help. They are amazing people! This is a Christmas gift and a Graduation gift for when Ben finally graduates college. Which is next December...we hope!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-60755840513213675682011-12-29T11:45:00.000-08:002011-12-29T11:52:10.391-08:00Temple Square<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPgC_p5gt_0/TvzBf0NshGI/AAAAAAAABG0/h7OZPPuZCYc/s1600/Christmas+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPgC_p5gt_0/TvzBf0NshGI/AAAAAAAABG0/h7OZPPuZCYc/s320/Christmas+031.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>If you know The Anderson's you know that getting together is a rare occasion. We spend time with Mom and Dad Anderson at their house, or our house and so getting out and actually doing something is unique. So, it is a rare occasion to see something like Mom, Dad, Uncle Tyler, Ben, Brighton and myself at Temple Square together on a weeknight. On the 20th we headed to Temple Square to spend the evening with them. Mom and Dad treated us to Sizzler before going to temple square. Once we made it to temple square we tried to keep Brighton's hands warm because he refused he gloves. Instead of getting in his stroller he was content with staying in arms of anyone that was willing to hold him. Which mainly consisted of Grandma, Grandpa and Tyler. I must say I got a nice break. Brighton was fascinated with the lights. He kept saying "Light" in his cute little voice. It was a nice night together to be with family. I had to get a photo of it because it is so rare. I kind of forced everyone to take a picture. I think Mom was a little shocked that I just handed my camera to someone and asked the gentleman to take a picture of all of us. I am hoping that things like this continue. Next task with the Anderson's would be family pictures of all of us. It will be priceless!<br />
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We had to run to Walgreen's and get some ear plugs because my Dad and uncle Kevin snore. Kudos to my Dad for not snoring at all and Uncle Kevin for snoring, but not too loud. I had earplugs in that worked wonders so I didn't have a problem there. I must say though, that pull out couches are HORRIBLE to sleep on, but I managed. <br />
We woke up bright and early on Friday morning. We ate breakfast and got ready and headed to BSU for the graduation. It was a neat graduation. I could feel Uncle Jan there. I am sure everyone else could too. Aunt Dorothy would cry at times, I held back the tears. I was pretty proud of myself :) I am normally a ball baby. <br />
After the graduation we headed for lunch. It took FOREVER to get out of the parking garage. At one point Grandma Bennion was ready to get out of the car and pound some Professor for stopping traffic. She kept calling the lady an a-hole! It was hiliarious! I put on my headphones and watched a DVD. Let's just say the movie was halfway over by the time we got to the restaurant because once again the guys would NOT ask for directions. <br />
Backing up to Friday morning in the hotel because everyone must know this story in blogland. My Dad and I have never been to see Uncle Jan's grave. I believe Kevin, Ellen and Grandma have been up there once right after his headston was put in but that is all. So...the plan was after lunch to go and see Jan's grave. While getting ready in the morning Kevin got a newspaper and saw that there was going to be a snowmobile back flip contest at the Walmart in Idaho and so my Dad being the jockster that he is came up with a plan...After my aunt Ellen and Grandma got done eating breakfast and came back up to the hotel room my Dad broke the news to Grandma. Here is how it went... "Mom, after the graduation and lunch we are not going to have time to go to Jan's grave because we need to go to the snowmobile back flip contest at the local walmart" <br />
Grandma's face was priceless. Seriously Megann you would have died of laughter. <br />
But anyways we all started busting up laughing because my Grandma did not find it funny at all. She told my Dad she normally can differtiate between a joke and being serious but you just don't mess with her like that. <br />
After a yummy lunch, we headed to Uncle Jan's grave. Grandma started crying the second we pulled into the gates. We chatted around his grave for a bit and Cameron was telling Kevin and I about some of the graves and the people that were laid to rest and their stories. It was a humbling experience for me. I was so grateful we got to go and see his grave and visit and talk about some memories that we have of him. <br />
My aunt Dorothy goes up there alot. After six years she says she tries to go up every Sunday. How priceless is that! I am sure Uncle Jan is so anxious for his wife to get back to him. But for now, him and Grandpa Bennion I am sure are having a grand old time.<br />
After the gravesite, we headed home. I am so glad I got to tag along with my family to go and see the Boise Bennion's. Man, how I have missed you guys! <br />
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</tbody></table>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-40145715503005620862011-12-14T14:23:00.000-08:002011-12-14T14:23:47.717-08:00It's about time.<div><div><div><div><div>I know it has been FOREVER! Life seems to get in the way sometimes...ok alot!! I guess I better update everyone as to what is going on in the Anderson Home. We have offically put our house on the market. So if you know of anyone looking...ours is available :) </div><div>Ben just finished his semester of school. He does so good and works so hard to provide for our family. Some days I wonder how he functions, because I know that if I did what he does in a day I would probably die! He is a great man, and works hard at whatever he is doing in life. For that, I am thankful for. We are hoping he will be done with school in a year. I hope at that point he decides to take a break from school and just work. He is trying to decide if he wants to go for his Masters Degree. I'm still crazy about this husband of mine. Sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky. </div><div>Brighton continues to grow like crazy. We cannot believe that in only two short months our little man will be turning two. In the last few weeks he has been talking up a storm. Some of our favorite words are...</div><div>Buot is Book</div><div>Soso is Yo Yo</div><div>Bighton is Brighton</div><div>Ben is Ben </div><div>KriAnn is KoriAnn </div><div>Shelboo is Shelby</div><div>Dake is Drake</div><div>Nawn is Shawn. Just a week or so ago Nawn was Shawn but now he can say Shawn. So cute!</div><div>Chekee is Cherokee</div><div>Coner is Connor</div><div>Bear is Blair</div><div>Gandma is Grandma</div><div>Ganpa is Grandpa</div><div>Ty is Tyler</div><div>Keth is Keith</div><div>Ball is Ball</div><div>Light is Light</div><div>Pease is Please</div><div>Tank U is Thank You </div><div>Orry is Sorry</div><div>There are so many other words but these are some of our favorites. </div><div>As I type this words I can't believe how much he is talking. He loves to say mom, mom, mom, mom all day until I say " What Brighton?" and then he'll continue mom, mom, mom. If Ben is at home it is Brighton saying Dad or Ben. Ben won't answer when Brighton calls him Ben but Bri has not figured that out yet. My mom taught him my name last night. So I am sure it won't be too long before he is calling me KoriAnn. Also, if you ask Brighton was his name is he will tell you Drake. He thinks he is so funny, but he really does know his name and that is priceless to this first time mom. </div><div>We can't believe that 2011 is almost over. We have been blessed so many things over just this past year. We are grateful for this time of year to reflect on our Savior, for his birth, and his acceptance towards his Father's plan. Christmas we get caught up in the lights, the presents, and so many worldly things that we sometimes forget about the true meaning of CHRISTmas. How truly blessed we all are to be living today. Until next time, </div><div>The Anderson Family<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jneDAHMb5Xk/TukWh25U79I/AAAAAAAABEQ/V92kz6gEons/s1600/2011%2B064.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686100775459418066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jneDAHMb5Xk/TukWh25U79I/AAAAAAAABEQ/V92kz6gEons/s320/2011%2B064.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div></div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-18880929023474566162011-05-01T13:11:00.000-07:002011-05-03T10:56:15.769-07:00On My MindToday I got up as usual bright and early around 7 am. Got myself, and the little man ready for church. It felt like a normal Sunday would.<br /><br /><br />These last few weeks with Brighton in Sacrament meeting have been tough. Sometimes I even wonder why I am at church. I feel distracted and no spiritual feeding from the last few weeks. Even Easter Sunday my thoughts were not turned to my Savior. Having kids changes Sacrament meeting for everyone, right??<br />It was Fast and Testimony Meeting today. I was so emotionally touched by each individual testimont that was bore on Sunday. As I watched a father take his son by his hand and direct him to the podium. While the Dad bore his testimony his son watched his Dad. After his Dad was done bearing his testimony he tried to get the son to bear his testimony after a few minutes I was in amazement as I watched the Dad reassure the little boy that he could do it, that he was doing good and so forth. As the little boy bore his testimony my eyes filled up with tears. I watched as the Dad guided that little boy, helped him along the way, and encouraged him til the very end. I was touched and spiritually fed at that point. I couldn't help but think about my Father in Heaven. As he lets us leave his heavenly home he is helping us, guiding us along the way in this earthly home. He is there beside us even though he is not physically there. He is encouraging us until the very end. I can't help but think that even after this life is over our Heavenly Father will wrap his arms around us numerous times, and tell us how much he loves us.<br />During sharing time in Primary we were practicing the song "Love is Spoken Here" I couldn't help but turn my thoughts to my Inlaws. With tears in my eyes once again I thought about how thankful I am for them. I am thankful for a loving Heavenly Father that led me to my eternal companion, that has such wonderful parents. They have taught me that through thick and thin life can still go. I am so thankful for their example. I am grateful for their willingness to except me as a daughter of their very own. I hope Ben and I can one day be just as great as they are.Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-31863755250176274642011-02-28T12:27:00.001-08:002011-02-28T12:43:44.186-08:00Birthday Week!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8x7Nv6lXxmY/TWwI4KQx5hI/AAAAAAAABEE/SwkC-3uT4iM/s1600/Brighton%2B009.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TvlcK9kqFqI/TWwI3iGWJBI/AAAAAAAABD8/oQx4s34vbAw/s1600/Brighton%2B007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578843788544451602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TvlcK9kqFqI/TWwI3iGWJBI/AAAAAAAABD8/oQx4s34vbAw/s320/Brighton%2B007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_VWMwyarVo/TWwI3CXn-vI/AAAAAAAABD0/Ei3xSbcttnQ/s1600/Brighton%2B004.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578843780026989298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_VWMwyarVo/TWwI3CXn-vI/AAAAAAAABD0/Ei3xSbcttnQ/s320/Brighton%2B004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>It's been a few weeks since I have blogged. I knew the end of February was going to be tough and busy but we made it through. We celebrate a lot of Birthdays at the end of February. Ben's is on the 22nd, Brighton's is on the 26th and Grandpa Bennion's is today the 28th. We've done nothing but celebrate the last week of this month. This past Monday we had a little get together with family for Ben's birthday. We ate dinner at Training Table in Layton, and then came to our house for cake and ice cream to finish off the night. It was mainly about Brighton because we gave him a cupcake and he went to town on that, and then Grandpa Anderson took Aunt Blair's cupcake and gave that one to Brighton too. That wasn't good enough for Bri so he gave him one more. He enjoyed every last bit of it...considering most of it ended up in his lap or on the floor he enjoyed gearing up for his big 1st birthday on Saturday.<br />Ben turned 28 this year. It is crazy to think that in two years he will be 30!! I tease him all of the time about it. My ideas are already flowing for the big birthday bash we are going to have for him. Haha!! Sorry Babe!! We love our Daddy so much. We appreciate all that he does for our little family. Brighton loves when his Dad comes home from work or school. He loves that his Daddy plays with him even when Dad is really tired. Ben is a great father to Brighton. I really couldn't have asked for a better husband. He is just wonderful!</div></div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-13143677324070626632011-02-04T08:22:00.000-08:002011-02-04T08:37:46.676-08:001st Birthday PlansIt's official our little Brighton is turning 1 in just a few short weeks. It makes his momma sad! Now I know why mom's cry when their kids get older. Time sure does fly by so fast and I hate it. I love the milestones he is continually reaching but then it is a constant reminder that he is getting older...SAD!!! I decided this morning around 5:30 that it was time to get the birthday plans in full swing. I was looking around cyber space this morning looking for 1st birthday onesies, and came across a onesie that said "This time last year my mom was miserable" or something to that effect. It gave me a good laugh! I was miserable and ready to be done with the pregnancy but also sad that it was coming to an end. It is absolutely amazing the connection you feel with your little one when he/she is inside of you. I have been playing around with some different invitation ideas and have came up with one that both Ben and I love. Ben told me that he loved the invitaion, I promptly asked him if he really liked it? or if he just was saying that because he knew it was important to me? He said both!! I was a happy wife. He sure has learned what is good for him in this marriage :) Haha!!! Here is proof BRANDIE that I do take pictures and that I will get better at this whole blogging land and pictures thing :) Also, Gleen-I am doing two post this week, not last week. January 31st and now today...same week :) Love ya both! Thanks for keeping me on track!!! <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TUwqGtU14EI/AAAAAAAABDY/9fJETkjYlLM/s1600/26359_105119216175296_100000316549963_123220_4062476_n%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569873133885055042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TUwqGtU14EI/AAAAAAAABDY/9fJETkjYlLM/s320/26359_105119216175296_100000316549963_123220_4062476_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a>Brighton the day he was born. Oh my goodness <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TUwqHFUxwlI/AAAAAAAABDg/n3MZFPwchnw/s1600/DSC00004.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569873140327236178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TUwqHFUxwlI/AAAAAAAABDg/n3MZFPwchnw/s320/DSC00004.JPG" /></a>look at that hair!! Ahh, I love him!!! And the one on the right is on Christmas day at Grandma and Grandpa Anderson's house! See, our little man is growing up....tear!!!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-72077998353935908512011-01-31T08:19:00.000-08:002011-01-31T08:34:45.526-08:00Two Posts in One Week!! Due to my slackerness!!!I didn't blog last week :( So now I have to blog twice this week. I have been busy working on life this past week. It's been a rough one too. I don't know why. It seems that life gets harder and harder these days. The simple things are tougher to do and the things I use to enjoy alot aren't as fun anymore. I blame the lame weather!!! I hate the weather here in Utah. Around this time every year I seem to be put in a funk. A few weeks ago, I started thinking about Brighton's first birthday party. I was creating his invitation, thinking about where and when we were going to have it, and getting excited for it. And now, I think about it now and it makes me want to cringe. :( All the details that have to go into it, and who will be invited, is simply too much for me right now. I have a problem. Random, last night I dreamed that I was pregnant!! We we're having a boy and his name was Daxton. Weird!! My father in law came into the labor room and chatted with my doctor about Europe. Haha! My doctor laughed it up with my father in law while I lay in bed totally uncomfortable with a nurse telling me that my baby was HUGE!!! It was by far the craziest dream I've had in a long time. My goal this week is to make it through the week without getting upset or onery. It seems to be in my nature lately. I don't know why??? I think we need to move to a warmer climate!!!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-78812416653873589742011-01-23T22:27:00.000-08:002011-01-23T22:48:26.669-08:00Wow!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TT0gtEvxQTI/AAAAAAAABDI/VqTbKHlGBHw/s1600/home.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565640673240105266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TT0gtEvxQTI/AAAAAAAABDI/VqTbKHlGBHw/s320/home.jpg" /></a><br /><div>It is 11:27 pm on Sunday night and I realized that I haven't blogged this week. Eek!!! Let me just tell you that it has been one of those weeks. I am glad that there is a new week beginning. It's been one of those weeks at home, work, and children that make life so difficult at times. I was lifted by the spirit at church and that was something that I needed. I needed to hear certain things from other people in their remarks to help me realize that there is a time and a place for everything. I seem to think at times that I am in control of my life, but that is not the case. I know and have always learned ever since I was little that the Lord is in control, but seriously sometimes I have to be reminded the hard way that I am NOT in control. The Lord knows all and he knows what is best for me, my husband, and my children and that is something I need to continually be reminded of...(apparently!) I stress about the little things, I let people get under my skin, I let rumors bother me for weeks, I have a difficult time forgiving, and forgetting for that matter. Even when it comes to things that I have done to other people. I have a difficult problem with that and I still need to learn so many many things here on this short journey we all call earth. We were challenged in Sunday School to come to know our Savior. Come to know him better and learn of him. I have decided that that is what I need to do. Come to know my Savior, come to know of the things he can help me do in my own life as a mother, wife, sister, and friend. </div><br /><div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-61536259678727126602011-01-16T12:08:00.000-08:002011-01-17T09:03:53.076-08:005 Years!!!I told Ben last night that I could not believe we had just celebrated our 5th year annivesary. For me, it seems like we were just married. Sure, we've had our ups and downs like every marriage in America , but somehow we manage to make our marriage work. Marriage is hard, it's not easy, but in all reality we have so much fun together. Ben makes me complete!<br /><br />Grandma Natter took Brighton for the night on Friday while Ben and I enjoyed a night all alone. It was a much needed night together. We all need those nights once in awhile to remind us that we still have that "spark" and that it's not lost in all of the marriage details that come along with owning a home, having kids, working, and going to school.<br /><br />I had planned to recreate our first date! We had so much fun together!<br /><br />Let's blast into the past for a few minutes...<br /><br />I was a wreck and had just come from my grandma's house after finding out that my Uncle Jan had passed away. I had even contemplated not even going on the date and staying with my family. When push came to shove though, I knew I needed to go on this date with Ben. Boy, I am so glad that I went on our date.<br /><br />Ben picked me up and we headed to Wagonmaster, we ate and talked and had a good time. After eating we went to a bowling alley with Trapper and Taryn. We had such a fun time, and I totally kicked Ben's butt in bowling. It was such a good date. When I look back on that night I remember feeling comfortable with Ben. Not to comfortable, but not the typical first alone date uncomfortable either. I was something I can't really explain. It was a good date and I now know that this was the beginning of something so wonderful!<br /><br />So, let's head back to the future aka...now!<br /><br />Friday night I planned our first date all over again.<br /><br />We headed to the Prairie Schooner for a delicious dinner and then went bowling. I kicked Ben's butt in bowling this time around too. We bowled four games I beat him three times. Go me! This was nothing unusual since I kicked his butt that first night we went bowling together too. Then we headed to our hotel for the night. It was a quick getaway but very needed too. We constantly forget or take each other for granted so it is nice to go out without anyone else and remember why we fell in love in the first place.<br /><br />Happy Anniversary Babe! Here's to many more!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-72781969751297054692011-01-07T00:16:00.000-08:002011-01-07T00:28:49.585-08:00It's a New Year!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TSbOs3c9aII/AAAAAAAABDA/XIdz410pQl8/s1600/christmas.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559358060230436994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TSbOs3c9aII/AAAAAAAABDA/XIdz410pQl8/s320/christmas.bmp" /></a><br /><div>We can't believe that Christmas has come and gone already and that we are already starting a new year. At this time last year, I was feeling very big and pregnant. This year I feel Brighton is the one that is getting "Big". He is growing up so very fast!! We can't believe it. He is our little angel. We Love him more than anything in this world. We can't seem to get enough of him and either can any of our families either. We had such a wonderful Christmas. We got spoiled and so did Bri. He didn't understand Christmas but I am sure that next year will be a different story.<br />Goals I have set for this coming year.<br />1-Read the BOM by the end of June<br />2-Get out of debt (except for our home)<br />3- Exercise everyday<br />4-Get better at FHE<br />5- Not to be a needy wife considering that Ben is taking a full time school schedule this semester! 6- Blog every week<br />7-Make a blog book<br />There are many other things, but those are more on the back burner for right now. These are items that I am working on right now and want to continue to do throughout the year.<br />We hope that everyone enjoyed their holidays as much as we did. May your year be filled with happiness!</div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-39957468311103281522010-10-23T16:53:00.000-07:002010-10-23T19:18:49.249-07:00Proof that He's got Plagiocephaly!!Let me start out by saying I had NO idea what <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TMN2Ap-sMzI/AAAAAAAABC0/ZQK3X4FWvm4/s1600/DSC00061.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531394520981975858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TMN2Ap-sMzI/AAAAAAAABC0/ZQK3X4FWvm4/s320/DSC00061.JPG" /></a>PLAGIOCEPHALY even was when we started this journey.<br />The techinical term for <strong>Plagiocephaly</strong> is a condition characterized by an asymmetrical distortion (flattening of one side) of the skull.<br />Our Pediatrician told me that we needed to have him continue to sleep on his right side at night and have ALOT of tummy time during the day if we didn't want to have to get him a helmet. At that point Brighton was 4 months old (June 2010). Doc said that if as his mother and father didn't feel like it had improved within a month to call his office and he would get a referall letter out to Primary Children's to get this whole process started! During this time, Brighton had tons of tummy time and grew to enjoy being on his tummy where as before he hated every minute of it. Within a month (July 2010) I felt like nothing had changed and we were going to have to unfortunately get the little man a helmet. I hated the thought of it, I hated the thought that we were going to get so many people staring at us, I hated that I thought that this was all my fault, I was mad because no one warned me, <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TMN2AWq1fNI/AAAAAAAABCs/KF9c4m2SZIk/s1600/DSC00060.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531394515798424786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TMN2AWq1fNI/AAAAAAAABCs/KF9c4m2SZIk/s320/DSC00060.JPG" /></a>I was mad at the classes that we took at the hospital...why didn't they inform us of what could happen if we didn't rotate our child's head every night when he couldn't roll over in the middle of the night! Let's just say I was mad, sad, frusterated, angry any and all emotions that might come from being his mom and the fact that this was going to be tough on all of us. We set up an appointment to meet with the Craniofacial specialist. We couldn't get in until Septemeber so the waiting process began. I began to get more and more worked up about the situation and we hadn't even started yet!!!! I would literally get headaches just thinking about it. Then there were the people who talk to me about it, I was ok in person to talk about it but while I was alone I cried, yelled, and cursed because there was absolutely nothing I could do about this awful process that we were about to embark on. The days went by and finally we got closer and closer to our appointment day. We set up the appointment early in the morning because it was in Salt Lake and I wanted Ben to be able to go back to work without having to take time off of work. On September 8th we got to our appointment, filled out a bunch of paperwork, and headed back to see the specialist. I had prepared myself that this was going to happen, and I was beginning to be okay with the fact that this was going to be a part of our lives whether we liked it or not. Might I just add right here, that Ben was calm and cool about this whole situation that was going on. He would reassure me and tell me that everything was going to be ok. I knew deep down the eventually it would be "ok" for me but on the outside something just doesn't sit well with me about the situation. Dr. Morales came in looked at Brighton and said he had Plagiocephaly on the left side. I nodded my head. He began to mumble off a bunch of junk that I can't even remember because I remember feeling "not there". I think my mind was somewhere off in lala land and my body was still in the same room nodding to the Doctor telling him that we had prepared ourselves for this. Haha...yeah right!! How the heck do you prepare yourself for something like this?? It's tough, it's hard, that stupid helmet is going to stink. Man, I was mad!!! Right after the doctor left, there was a rep from Fit Well. He told us about the helmet process, and what we needed to do to get him set up for this journey. We made an appointment for two weeks from the coming friday. Luckily for us, they have an office in Ogden so we're not having to drive to Salt Lake all of the time. Next Post, all about the apointments with Fit Well including the molding, and the actual helmet. Stay Tuned!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-74082092989781534892010-10-19T15:00:00.000-07:002010-10-19T15:23:39.757-07:00One Day I decided to postWell look at me!!! I am blogging once again. It's been only about a month or so. Might I just add that I did tackle the bathroom! Yay! It looks spectacular but there are no pictures because I am too lazy to upload them. I have not been on the daunting task of rearranging and organizing the basement. What a chore!! I also got the not so brilliant idea to tackle the back bedroom as well. I got alot of the basement organized and rearranged to how I want it yesterday. I have been slowly but surely been tackeling the back bedroom today. Although, I have spent way too much time on the internet to actually be proud of what I have done today. I even had Patti come and get Brighton so I could get it done without his distraction but man, that still hasn't helped. Maybe I am warn out from all of the organizing I did yesterday. Yes, that is what we will call it. Too much of one thing can be a bad thing, isn't that right??<br />Let me fill you in on the Anderson All Abouts of this past month...<br />We went to Arizona at the first of October to go and visit my old roommate Jill and her cute little family. I miss Jill like crazy. It is hard to be in another state. We really could be sisters.<br />We enjoyed their hospitality and fun filled days. Arizona is too hot for me. I thought I might die when we went to the Oktoberfest in Tempe. Then Ben informed me that he would like to get his Master's Degree at ASU...What?? Are you kidding me?? I might die while living in that sauna!! Me and hot do not do well together.<br />The theatre seems to consume the other part of our lives. I feel sometimes like I eat, sleep, and breath the theatre. how grateful we are that we get to be a part of something so wonderful though. We are grateful that I can be a SAHM. The theatre allows this to happen, and for that, I am forever in it's debt.<br />Ben works VERY hard so that I can stay home with Brighton. Between working his regular job, he cleans the theatre Monday thru Saturday. That means he is normally out the door by 5 am in the morning and doesn't get home til around 6 pm. He then manages to stay awake and be with Brighton and I for the rest of the night. How grateful I am for a hard working husband that knows that there is no better place for a mom than in their own home teaching the children. He manages to squeeze in Scouts, and when Basketball season comes around he enoys ref"ing. oh yeah, and to top it all of...Starting in January he will be starting school full time. Don't ask me how he is going to do it all? We decided a few months ago that certain dreams were never going to turn into a reality for us...So, we decided together that it would be the best to give up the dream and move on with our lives, and that is what we fully intend too do. He will hit school full force for a few years to finish, and then from there we will analyze and decide what is best for our family.<br />Our lives manage to stay very busy. Just like everyone else. Somehow, we manage to stay afloat. Sometimes I look back and wonder how in the world we made it through certain situations. Well, back to the grind. I really need to finish the back bedroom. I promise to blog all about the helmet soon. Brighton gets the helmet on Friday!! We are excited for this next journey!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-55915219145881548462010-08-29T17:54:00.000-07:002010-08-29T18:20:05.418-07:00I've got the Spring Cleaning bug!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THsG6ohgdxI/AAAAAAAABCc/wuI09jkTcjU/s1600/spring-cleaning-tools.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511006173398071058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THsG6ohgdxI/AAAAAAAABCc/wuI09jkTcjU/s320/spring-cleaning-tools.jpg" /></a>I know, I know...It's way past the spring time, and I should have done this in April, but seeing how I had a two month old at that time there was no way I was getting around to Spring cleaning and decluttering my whole house. Ben and I talked last night about getting things organized around here. I feel that in certain parts of our house it looks like a bomb went off. I am going to try and tackle one room at a time. It make take a day, it make take a week, or a month but I will finish it and have it organized to my liking hopefully sooner than later (the goal, to keep it that way). I want to document it for my own sake. I want to be able to look back and see that I accomplished these tasks while nuturing and loving on my little guy. First task is the bathroom. We have a lot of necessities in the drawers and cupboard under the sink, also the closet that is in the bathroom literally looks like we just shoved stuff everywhere. I will take pictures before (so don't judge) and after (then you can judge:). I am excited for this new project. I have had this is mind for a while now and I am glad to be finally starting it, when time allows this week, I will tackle the first part of the bathroom which I feel is the need to have another sort of cupboard in the bathroom...I am thinking about something over the toilet. I don't want to spend a fortune so I will be on the lookout for something cheap at the DI or on KSL. Or, if any of you know of something inexpensive, clue me in please. I would love the help. We are on a very tight budget since we signed on with a budgeting consultant. That's all for now, any ideas of how you organize your bathroom, shelves, drawers, etc... is greatly appreciated!<br /><div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-50326030074192538982010-08-26T10:28:00.000-07:002010-08-26T10:45:43.168-07:006 month letter to my little guy!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THaoC7IiGdI/AAAAAAAABCU/4s8scg2EdvU/s1600/DSC00079.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509775962321066450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THaoC7IiGdI/AAAAAAAABCU/4s8scg2EdvU/s320/DSC00079.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THaoCRfYy8I/AAAAAAAABCM/AjklpeoFHFU/s1600/DSC00077.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509775951142636482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/THaoCRfYy8I/AAAAAAAABCM/AjklpeoFHFU/s320/DSC00077.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Brighton, </div><br /><br /><div>Here we are bud, at 6 months old. Mom and Dad can't believe that you are already that old. You have brought SO much Joy to our lives. You somehow make everything ok. You are the reason we live. We sure do love you. We love seeing your face light up when Daddy comes home, we love that you are ok with Cherokee being in our home. She loves you too, Brighton. She missed you a ton when you and mommy were gone to Ohio. We just got back from a 6 day trip to Ohio. The main reason we went was because mommy's old roommate was getting married, and mommy really wanted to go, an added bonus was that great grandma schmardebeck is serving her mission in Ohio and we wanted to go out and surprise her. You hadn't met her yet, but you lit up when you saw her. It was the cutest little thing I had ever seen. Grandma couldn't get enough of you. Next time you see her I am sure you will be walking. </div><br /><br /><div>Last night mommy cried to daddy. I can't believe you are 6 months old. You have grown so much, and your little personality is coming out. We just love it.</div><br /><br /><div>I wanted to jot somethings down that you like as of right now because I am sure in just a few short months you might not like them anymore. </div><br /><br /><div>Your routine is pretty solid. You like your sleep just like your mom. Although, when we went to Ohio your routine was very messed up and you didn't like it much. Although, you slept very well at night. </div><br /><br /><div>You sleep through the night, you like your binkie, you love to be swaddled to go to sleep, you cry and rub your eyes (that is mom and dad's cue to get you to bed), you know when a bottle is made for you...you reach up for it like it is gold. You like to eat oatmeal and a fruit in the morning, and at night you have rice and a vegetable. Right now, you mainly like green beans and peas. Mommy wants to go and get carrots and see what you think about those. You do not like turkey and turkey broth. Your face was priceless the first time we gave that to you. Mommy knew right then that you weren't liking that so I vowed never to feed it to you again. You like to eat your toes, you like to put anything that is cold in your mouth, you have grown so much and we can't wait for the next stage in life. </div><br /><br /><div>You love your daddy and love it when he comes home from work, your grandparents, aunts, and uncles can't get enough of you. We sure do love you Brighton. Happy 6 months!</div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-80603320435179218942010-07-24T00:04:00.000-07:002010-07-24T00:19:19.111-07:00Life has got in the wayI am sorry we are slacking on the blogging department. I don't know what it is lately? Maybe it is because alot is going on, or because we can't get enough of Brighton that I am too selfish to write about. Haha!<br />Little Brighton is getting so big! We can't believe it. Today we were watching a video we had from the hospital. He was only hours old. He was so little, and so tiny. He is now 5 months old (on Monday), growing like a weed, moving around, blabbing up a storm, and rolling all over the place. Oh goodness, I never thought I could love anyone more than I love this little guy. It makes me sad that he is growing up SO fast. I am afraid that if I blink he will be crawling, and then walking, and then talking :( Sad!!! I better not blink ;) We love him tons!<br />We are heading for the Walker family reunion this week. I am glad to finally get away for a few days. I need some time away from life, and mainly the theatre. Man, that place is full of drama, and it seems like I get caught in the middle of things. I have learned to keep my mouth shut, go to work, do my job, and not talk about anything personal at work because somehow, some way, it gets twisted. Go figure!!<br />Ben keeps working like crazy. What can I say? He is his fathers child. I am grateful he works so hard though, he makes it possible for Brighton and I to play whenever we want. We love him so much, and are grateful for all of his hardwork and dedication to our little family. We love you Daddy!<br />As for me, life is life. Life seems to be flying by. It needs to slow down. I use to care about what my house looks like to other people, but now I am realizing that raising my child is far more important than those dishes in the sink, or the laundry, or the bathroom. Instead of scrubbing the bathroom down, Brighton, Cherokee, and I head to Brigham or to Salt Lake to see grandma's. It's much funner than cleaning and making sure the house is in order.<br />We can't believe that it is almost school time again. It seems like summer just started. Time sure does fly when you are having fun. We are enjoying every minute of it :) Until next time, whenever that may be...Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-1533611436162032332010-06-28T20:39:00.000-07:002010-06-28T20:40:02.166-07:00Paul and I StoryPaul and I were best of friends. It seemed like everything we did, we did together. We sang, spoke, played, and learned together. We had a deep abiding friendship developing. (We were different in a way, in that we had bodies of spirit and could do things you can do.) Then we were still living in the pre-mortal world for our time had not yet come for our calling to this earth. There were still many things we needed to learn and experience before we would be prepared to come to earth.<br /><br />We were there as the two plans were presented by our elder brothers. Satan’s was that of force, and although we would all make it back into our Father’s presence, we could not choose for ourselves as brother Jesus wanted in his plan. Satan’s motives were also wrong for he wanted all the glory whereas our brother, Jesus, desired the glory be given to our more deserving Father. He himself asked for nothing.<br /><br />Paul and I readily saw the evil motives of our brother, Satan, and rejected his plan. Also, seeing the gift of free agency offered by our brother Jesus in his plan, we accepted it. But in that great council in Heaven, one third of our brothers and sisters were led away by Satan and were cast out. It was really hard to see, but we were all given our free agency.<br /><br />Well, the time drew near when Paul and I were to receive our callings or assignments for earth life. Many of our friends had already left. Excitedly and worriedly, we waiting for our callings.<br /><br />Not much later, I got my calling. I opened it nervously, and to my satisfaction I was called to live with a good Mormon family in the heart of the Rocky Mountains. Paul was excited for me and congratulated me.<br /><br />Not many days later Paul’s call came. He was also nervous as he opened his letter. His broad smile turned into dissatisfaction. He shook as he held the letter telling him that he was not as lucky as I. For he would be going to the slums of some big city to live with a family who had never heard of the Gospel. He would not have the opportunity to live the standards he had already learned here, unless someone would bring the Gospel to him on earth. As I turned to go to my own assignment, he grabbed my arm. With tears in his eyes he said, “Find me.”<br /><br />Any person we come in contact with, any day, any time, could be our Paul.Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-930226653006772572010-06-20T19:16:00.000-07:002010-06-20T19:24:11.312-07:00Getting out of Debt<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TB7NPxjSmPI/AAAAAAAABCE/ZFAA5Csf_QE/s1600/debt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485047067066931442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXKk-DJwGF0/TB7NPxjSmPI/AAAAAAAABCE/ZFAA5Csf_QE/s320/debt.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have been hesitant about posting this post but I feel like I need too. I feel that this is a topic that we all could benefit from. I feel that there are many of us out there that suffer with debt. Regardless if it is credit card debt, department store date, school loans, car loans, homes, etc... This list could go on and on. My dad has been working with a good family friend with a new debt consolidating program that I think is absolutely fabulous. My purpose for this post is to get those that may need some help and control of their finances. I want to try and help my dad out and try and get a group of people together to just hear about the program. If you are interested, please let me know and I will definitely get something set up, and I know that my Dad will be willing to help anyone!Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654165027770477977.post-5539851377418286112010-06-11T06:43:00.000-07:002010-06-11T07:10:47.100-07:00For Your Viewing PleasureIntroducing Brighton's first video debut...We can't get enough of him.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwkqI0jkTA24huv79UEOAbUs5H4VJrGCmmRgy0kcbCULlmdpBW_s8eAKscFwC4dgPzh3npGPNkvBeAoib2-' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />By the way, this is proof that we have a little wiggle worm on our hand.Ben, KoriAnn, Brighton & Bristolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17017610114966950984noreply@blogger.com3