Megan really wanted to have a swimming party in Las Vegas for her birthday. We decided it would be a great idea to head down to Vegas and spend the Fourth of July there as well as have a party for her. Everything worked out just as planned!
We wanted to have the party at Adam’s parent’s house because they have a beautifully remodeled backyard and pool, but they were in Virginia so we decided to just have the party at Brother Joe’s house.
We had presents, BBQ, swimming, cupcakes, and a photo booth. Every one had a great time!
Megan has been eyeing this particular Lalaloopsy doll since about January! She was so excited to get her.
Megan and Coral
Photo Booth pictures.
So many cute kids. I can’t get over it.
Everyone had a great time. Thank you Sarah V. and Mom M. for all the work you put into making her party great! And thanks to everyone for the wonderful gifts and for treating our Megan so great! She’s one special girl who is loved by so many.
Uncle Loren showing Megan a little extra birthday love…
Welcome to the world Berlin Rae! My brother Loren and his wife Sonya welcomed this absolutely perfect bundle on June 27th. She weighed in at 8 pounds 4 ounces and was 20.5 inches long. She is SOOOOO cute!
Berlin was born in St. George, Utah, and we were able to go and visit her during the Fourth of July holiday/weekend. It was so fun to be able to meet her in the hospital! She was just two days old!
Berlin and her favorite uncle, Adam
A little piece of Heaven!
Even Jane was thrilled about the new baby
Megan was ESPECIALLY excited to hold and meet her newest cousin
When Berlin’s big brother was born, everyone was shocked when he arrived with bright red hair. Then her sister arrived, and she had a TON of beautiful dark brown hair. So when Berlin was on the way, we were all super excited to see what color hair she would arrive with. Well…as you can see, it’s bright red! Just like her favorite Auntie…(although, only one of us was born that way…I’ll let you decide which one of us I’m talking about…)
Speaking of hair, no I didn’t do mine that day. Who does their hair when they’re traveling? Obviously, not me.
Congrats Loren and Sonya!!! You have a TRULY beautiful family!
With the way her mind works, piano seems to be one of the many things that comes easy to her. She loves the rules of music. She loves that 4/4 means that there are ONLY four beats in a measure and that the quarter note gets ONE beat. She loves seeing a note and knowing there is a specific letter assigned to that note. She loves seeing a quarter note or half note or whole note and knowing that each note only gets a certain number of beats. She loves all the math and symbology related to the piano. And she loves to create music.
5 month old Megan, “playing” our first piano
When Adam and I were newlyweds, we were gifted a beautiful upright digital piano from Adam’s grandmother. We were sent to pick it out ourselves, and when we were told which pianos we were to choose from, we were shocked at the price and the value. We were expecting something more like a keyboard, but we ended up with a beautiful Cherry Wood PIANO. We have LOVED our piano. Its weighted ivory keys give a beautiful sound.
Unfortunately, with digital pianos, the keys have a tendency to stick. And it is not easy to repair the keyboard and it’s not easy to find someone who does. Our piano keys have been sticking for a while now, and with time more and more keys have begun to stick. We knew that with Megan’s great interest in piano, our instrument just wouldn’t do. So we set out to find a new piano for our little music loving family.
I’ll have to admit, it wasn’t an easy task to find a piano that would satisfy me within our budget. We looked for a LONG time. And then, one day, I ran across an ad on KSL for a beautiful blonde Wurlitzer from the late 1980’s. I knew that I had found our piano. We called about it, made an appointment to go and see it, and the deal was made within hours. I can’t tell you how excited EACH one of our family members was to have this new piece in our home. Adam and I both play, (Adam is much better than I am) but neither of us had too much motivation to fight the sticking keys when we played. So we definitely had not been playing much. AT ALL. Now we both sit down to play: daily.
Megan has been taking piano for less than four months, and we can already see that she is just thriving. She can’t walk past the piano without sitting to play a chord, or a song, or some excersises from her piano books. Seriously, she sits down to play probably 20 times a day. Here is a video of her practicing some exercises from a few weeks back (she memorizes all of them effortlessly as well…)
One thing I am thrilled about is that she doesn’t seem to have any trouble accepting that she needs to use correct fingering. I have ALWAYS struggled with that (I was self taught), and I think it has held me back from becoming a good pianist. Megan follows all the rules and it’s paying off. I am anxious to post another video of her playing a few months from now because I think she is just going to continue to excel.
I guess it’s obvious that I am pretty proud of Megan. She loves lessons, loves her teacher, and LOVES piano. I love it when we find such a perfect fit for her like this. It’s one of the greatest parts about being a parent.
Now if only we could find someone to repair the sticking keys on this piece (really there are only like 5) and get it in a good home. We will be sad to see it go, but like I said, we just love our new piece. Let me know if you live in my area and are interested in our digital. It really does still play very well. If we could find someone – ANYONE – to repair it, then we could probably sell it for a pretty good price, but we haven’t had any luck. Anyway…let me know…
So the plan for Megan’s birthday this year was to have a party down in Vegas.
Megan wanted to do a little something on her actual birthday though, so we had a small party here in Utah. The party turned out to be a ton of fun. Megan had a blast and she was downright spoiled with wonderful gifts from her family and friends.
Megan came up with a couple of games to play, and the kids seemed to enjoy them. The first game was an “estimation jar’. We put 69 of Megan’s Lalaloopsy pet animals in a jar and the kids had to guess how many there were. The winner was our neighbor Gabi who guessed 65!
The second game was “guess what’s in the bag” and we put one of Megan’s larger Lalaloopsy pets in a bag and the kids had to feel it to see what it was. There were a couple really close guesses, but Allison got the prize with the guess: “a Lalaloopsy pet!”
We had a pinata, and the kids had a great time smashing into it.
We also did a little “photo booth” where the guests could take their pictures with various props. Everyone loved that and we got some great pictures.
That was about it for the party, other than cake, ice cream, fruit, drinks, and lots and lots of great gifts.
The kids each got to take home a flower made out of a gourmet lollipop. Megan had a great time, and I am so grateful to all those who came and made her day so special! I love my sweet six year old!
You are the sweetest little girl I know. I mean that. The best way to describe you is: without guile. You have none. You are honest, kind, and gentle: through and through. You don’t know how to be mean. You are not mean to other children. You are not mean to your sister. You are not mean to your parents. You don’t know how to lie or how to become angry. I have never heard you knowingly utter an untruth. Not once. You are always happy. You don’t pout. You don’t whine. You don’t throw tantrums to get your way. You are not spoiled or selfish. You want to make me happy, and you make choices that you know would please me.
Now, your mind works in a fairly atypical way from most children your age. Probably this explains why you are the way you are. It doesn’t really matter though. You are you and you are wonderful. People often tell me, “she seems just fine (or normal) to me.” They don’t know how hard you try. They don’t know how far you have come. They haven’t witnessed your struggles and emotional pains and heartaches. I have. And I am SO PROUD of the girl you have become. You have fought so hard. You continue to amaze me each and every day.
You are a tiny little thing. 6 years old and weighing in at 34 pounds and standing at 43 inches…you are just teeny. You wear mostly 5t clothing, but really, 4t fits you best. You’ve got delicate little hands and feet (you hardly fill a size 9 shoe) and you have the cutest little facial features. I remember the moment you were placed in my arms for the first time, and I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. I didn’t expect something so perfect and gorgeous to come from me. I think I will spend the rest of my life in awe of your beauty. I will never get over it. Your outward appearance matches your inward light indeed. You are so beautiful.
You have some interesting quirks. You can’t stand to get your clothing wet, and you do NOT like to watch movies. You don’t like to lose, although you are not a sore loser. You always find the positive about losing. You have always had a hard time with failure, and you struggle to try new things if you think you won’t be able to succeed. But you are getting better and better about trying.
Ever since you were a tiny toddler, I had a hunch that you would be a natural pianist. We started you in piano just a few months ago, and you are taking to it just as I always thought you would: as a natural. You attend occupational therapy because your little fingers and your little mind struggle with some fine motor activities like doing up buttons, using eating utensils, or holding a writing instrument. But when you sit down at the piano, it’s like your fingers have a mind of their own and they dance across the keyboard uninhibited by any mental walls or roadblocks. Your face lights up and the music you create is so exhilarating. You take great happiness in music, and in the piano specifically. I always wished I was a better pianist than I am. I love that you have that gift.
I am just crazy about you Megan. I don’t love you any more or any less than your brother and sister, but I definitely love you, my firstborn, in a different way. We have a special relationship, you and I, and I love it. You make my heart soar. You make every day a happy one. You are everything I could have ever imagined in a child, and you make me want to be the best mother I can be. You deserve so much. Things are not always easy. You keep me on my toes: that’s for sure. I have such high hopes and dreams for you, but all I want is for you to be happy. Seeing you smile and hearing you laugh is what keeps me going when times get hard. I am excited to see what this next year of your life holds for you. I am loving watching you become the person you are becoming. Thank you for being my daughter.
Adam’s sister Carrie was married on June 16th in the Mount Timpanogos LDS Temple.
It was a wonderful day. Nothing I could write or say could do the day justice. So I’ll just keep it short and sweet.
Megan had a terrible stomach flu, starting the night before (when she got sick all over the table at the rehearsal dinner.)
She did NOT feel well at the temple and the entire day…but mostly at the temple.
Jane, on the other hand, had a WONDERFUL time at the temple and the reception.
Carrie looked BEAUTIFUL. And RADIANT. She has gone through so much heartaches and so many trials to get to the day. She just glowed with joy and happiness and serenity.
Adam and I REALLY like James. We welcome him WHOLE-HEARTEDLY into the family.
For as sick as she was, Megan was still SO HAPPY and EXCITED for her Aunt Carrie. She rushed to the couple as soon as they exited the temple, and was the first to congradulate them.
Adam was so happy for his sister. I found myself getting grumpy and frustrated with sick Megan, but Adam would let nothing mar the happiness he felt for his sister, Carrie. His attitude helped me stay focused on how truly wonderful the occasion was. By the reception, I found myself just downright giddy for Carrie and James.
Megan perked up quite a bit for the evening festivities. She still felt pretty awful, but she tried so hard to hang in there. This picture tears at my heartstrings because she is trying to smile although she just wants to rest. I love that girl.
Like I said, no words could do the day justice. The ceremony in the temple was beautiful. I am just so happy for Carrie and for James. James is such a lucky man. Carrie is WONDERFUL. We are so excited and anxious for what the future holds for these two.