Monday, December 31, 2012
We came up with our top ten for 2012....drum roll please.....these will all be written and said with loud exclamation......
1. Wayne and I celebrated our 50th birthdays with parties and Road Bikes!
2. Green Smoothies made it so we all eat healthier and Landon's headaches decreased considerably!
3. 3 New Cars in our driveway....Elantra, Genesis and Accent....all Hyundai's!
4. England/Scotland trip to pick Truman up from his mission and see the Sharkeys!
5. Truman came home from his Manchester mission....Monson went on his Michigan mission!
6. Laila cut 14 inches off her hair and donated it to Locks of love!
7. Family Orlando trip.....Disney World and Harry Potter Land!
8. Mom still moving through her cancer and chemo.......(booo Cancer....... no excitement here.)
9. Add and Bre graduated from college and are off to work in Disney World!
10. Started my Art dream of painting and creating!
Friday, December 28, 2012
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Truman got a year gym pass to Gold's gym, Nikes, a Taylor Swift Iphone cover and a Michael Jackson wii dance game. Landon got shoes, clothes and a Karaoke system....and a new car.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Go watch this......
Monday, December 24, 2012
This is us.....Dec. 23. We just had our annual Ornament dinner with our kids.........
......and 60 years ago this was my mom's family Christmas picture.
The Grant and Eulala Butters' family 1952
Friday, December 21, 2012
Looking forward to Monson's call from Michigan on Christmas Day
Thursday, December 20, 2012
It also helps that I'm home every night by 8:30 to be with Wayne and to help get Laila to bed.
At the end of the show when our perfect performance has been messed up and we have endured one debacle after another, Miss Q says to the distraught CarolAnn, "Christmas is not about perfection. If anything it's about imperfection."
I love this line. It rings true to me every night.
One fellow cast member said, "I don't get that line. What does it even mean.?"
Well...... I have given a lot of thought to this and know that Christmas is truly about imperfection. Let me explain.....
As a mom, no matter how hard we try, we fall short every Christmas..... I know I feel I do. Trying to find the perfect present, have the perfect family gatherings, have all of the kids and adults get along and stay in the holiday spirit is tough. We were born to be real, not to be perfect.
When I ask my kids to talk about Christmas memories it's always the slightly imperfect ones that are brought to mind. For me too. I remember forgetting a Bat Mobile for 4 year old Truman which was the only present he even wanted that Christmas. It was a Christmas eve, midnight disaster...but we all smiled through it. Or the time I came home from singing at a Cole Collection event and all of the needles on my live Christmas tree were on the floor. I was so mad... I had baby-sat this tree for weeks. I picked the tree up, ornaments and all and just threw it in the front yard. We were done with trees for that year. All imperfect times.
When I think of that first Christmas so long ago... I see many imperfections.
Christ came down to a humble manger. There is no way this situation was perfect for Mary and Joseph let alone a new born baby.
I have a couple of nativities that have broken pieces in them. We are particularly rough on Wise men in the Welch house. We have 2 Wise men in 2 different nativities-- Wisemen with broken, glued on heads and broken arms. But I keep them and put them out every year to remind us of our own imperfections.
We are all imperfect and because Christ came down and through his most gracious Atonement we can be perfected in him.
Christmas is about imperfection and it's wonderful.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Truman had Christmas card photos taken with his friends. He's crazy like that.
I even sold my first painting. The ladies were all very supportive of my art work. Maybe I really will keep painting and have an actual showing at some point.
4. I'm thankful for the written word. I may not be very good at it. I just throw my thoughts out there and hit submit.... But Laila has a gift. Laila gave me a 5 paragraph persuasive essay about why she deserves to have an Itouch 5 for Christmas. It is a masterpiece.
Friday, December 14, 2012
|Jane, Sandy, Terry, Wayne and Wanee--the great snowman maker! 1970|
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Wayne was the narrator and Sandy kept us on track singing the appropriate hymns as we went along.
Shelbi and Lindsey were arguing over who gets to be Mary and hold little Annalee....Shelbi said, "I get to because I'm a virgin. It was funny.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
She had Emilee Belnap cut it for her at Emilee’s salon. Laila made an event out of it and invited her friend, Courtney, to hold her hand through it all. We celebrated with Keva juice when it was all over. Laila loves her short hair do!
I am so pleased with her and her generosity. She is always thinking of others.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Every Christmas Eve was spent at my grandparents eating turkey, ham and hot rolls. We didn't know what cousins would be there but we could always count on the Poulters from Utah county. They were our favorites. We performed skits, songs, dances, jokes and the nativity. Everyone participated and we entertained each other for years. As we all got married and our numbers grew, we still gathered Christmas Eve to relive this with our own children doing the entertaining. Grandma Butters always loved a good show!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
|Under Water Flower|
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Christmas 1980 I was 18 years old and dating Wayne while he prepared to go on his mission that January. I remember him coming to my house Christmas morning and telling me about an amazing, spiritual Christmas experience that his family had. I asked his sister, Sandy, to write it down to share, since she knew what was going on on both sides of the Christmas door.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Wayne got this Precious Moment's nativity for me 30 years ago. I get it out every year and put it in it's place of honor. Most people wouldn't notice this nativity or even think that it's very nice, or precious at all. But I love it. I love the broken parts and the warn off paint. I love the memory of when it first arrived.
It was our first Christmas together. We had been married 9 months. We were both trying to be in school. I was just finishing up my student teaching at BHS and Wayne as at the U and working part time at Mr. Mac's. We had no money. We were living in my grandparent's apartment on 500 south in Bountiful, paying cheap rent and utilities, driving a bashed in car that Wayne's dad found for us and basically, just living on love.
Our Christmas decorations consisted of a free "Charlie Brown" type Christmas branch....I mean tree with worn decorations given to us from my mother....stuff she wasn't using anymore.
We came home one night and had an anonymous grocery bag at our front door. We were thrilled by the much needed food and I remember looking at it and crying.
As Christmas time rolled around we knew gifts would be sparse. We had to get new tires for our car...and that was going to be our Christmas gift to each other. I was sad by this new awareness of adult hood, but knew we would make it through.
On Christmas Eve, Wayne had one present for me to open...it was the Precious Moment's Nativity that I had seen in the Christmas window at Barne's Gifts on Main street in Bountiful. I was so touched by this gift and the sacrifice Wayne made to get it for me. Those tires have come and gone...but the Precious Moment's Nativity lives on and on.