Norma Hafen Henrie
February 13, 1928 - December 15, 2009
We love you forever.
12.21.2009
12.14.2009
They Come in Three's
Yesterday, Sunday, Church was Cancelled! Yup, you heard me, cancelled. We had our first Sheet Ice Experience here in PA. It doesn't snow much here, but it rains and gets really cold, the result, ICE! Kameron had an early church meeting so we all got ready and went together early to church. We were all in the car, started backing out and then on our way down the hill and we didn't go very far before we started sliding down. We slid all the way down and somehow made it to the highway where we slid a little more. It wasn't long after we left that we got the call that Church was cancelled so we drove to where we could turn around and while we were turning we started to slide some more. This time we kept going and drove up and around the side of a hill! I swear we were going to roll the car, and seriously it was like someone was holding us upright until we made it back down to the bottom again. We were very blessed to not have been in an accident that morning.
After safely making it home, we decided to have our own little church meeting. We said a prayer, sang a song and I shared the lesson. We talked about Jesus' birth and all the blessings that our Father in Heaven has given to us. It was a great little Sunday (FHE) meeting. Afterwards we made some hot chocolate and caramel popcorn to share as a treat and it wasn't long that Carter grabbed a mug and spilled hot chocolate all over the carpet. I turned to Kameron as we were cleaning up the mess and said, "you know these things come in three's." Well, the third thing happened. Braden shoved a popcorn kernel up his nose! I was sure after a few attempts to get it out that we were gonna have to take him to the hospital, but we finally got Braden to blow it out. The rest of the day was much better and not so eventful.
I am just so grateful for little blessings that we can see each day. We truly are a blessed people!
After safely making it home, we decided to have our own little church meeting. We said a prayer, sang a song and I shared the lesson. We talked about Jesus' birth and all the blessings that our Father in Heaven has given to us. It was a great little Sunday (FHE) meeting. Afterwards we made some hot chocolate and caramel popcorn to share as a treat and it wasn't long that Carter grabbed a mug and spilled hot chocolate all over the carpet. I turned to Kameron as we were cleaning up the mess and said, "you know these things come in three's." Well, the third thing happened. Braden shoved a popcorn kernel up his nose! I was sure after a few attempts to get it out that we were gonna have to take him to the hospital, but we finally got Braden to blow it out. The rest of the day was much better and not so eventful.
I am just so grateful for little blessings that we can see each day. We truly are a blessed people!
I Don't Want to be Four
I have been doing my best with this whole 12 days until Christmas. Each day I think and think to come up with nothing and then Braden asks to make something. So for most of our days we have been making a little craft. Nothing fancy for sure especially since I have just been cutting up pieces of paper for Braden to glue back together that somehow end up resembling something Christmasy. I also made another attempt to take the boys to see Santa. Kameron came with me for extra moral support but yet again Braden was quite sure he didn't want to see Santa. I tried bribing him with a special prize but there was no way he was going to sit on the "big-guy's" lap. As we were leaving Kam mentioned something about trying again next year when Braden is 4 and Brady responded by telling us, "I don't want to be 4." What a funny kid!
Santa Clause
Snowman
Christmas Tree
Rudolph
This Ornament Braden made at the Library
Good Luck Daddy
Kameron has been so amazing. Even though he is really busy with his studies he has always made time for us. We wanted to tell him thanks and let him know he is extra special by making him a BIG card to help gear him up for all his finals this week.
We love you daddy!
We love you daddy!
12.05.2009
Thanks and Giving
We really had the most wonderful Thanksgiving this year even though the circumstances that led to it were not so wonderful. We had originally planned on leaving the Friday before and visiting with my cousin in Philadelphia and then heading down to North Carolina to spend a week with Kam's Aunt. However, about a week before we got a call that Gramma Henrie was not doing well. She has been fighting Bone Cancer for the past two years and her fight is coming close to the end. With the downfall of Gramma's health it was decided that the whole family needed to be together and that we all needed the chance to say goodbye.
We boarded the airplane with much anticipation and very mixed feelings. I was so excited to see Kam's parents at the airport and just as excited to see the mountains and the familiar sites of "home." I don't think I realized how much I missed it all nor did I realize how far away Pittsburgh is. Visiting Gramma on Sunday was harder than I anticipated. Walking into Gramma's room was awkward. I didn't know how I was supposed to react to her frail form of skin and bones. I was taken aback by her responses of love and concern for us. She said that "this is so stupid...spending so much money to come see an old woman die" and later, she said, "It's a miracle," referring to us being there. I have never had the experience of being near someone so close the end of their mortal journey. It was a beautiful, spiritual experience for me. I have never been more reassured of God's love for each of us and the wonderful gift of eternity and eternal families that He has offered to us. Before leaving, Grampa and Gramma were both given a blessing, for Grampa, comfort and strength and for Gramma, a release from this mortal journey.
We were able to go back up to Logan on Thanksgiving day for dinner. The mood that day was different for me. I felt so much peace and love from my Father in Heaven. Before leaving we said "goodbye" for what could be the last time in this life. Gramma shared beautiful and uplifting things about each of us. She told us to take good care of the boys and that she would be watching over us. I shared my love and appreciation for the legacy and example that her life was. I hope that in some way I can find in myself some of her same attributes of unselfish and unwavering love.
During the rest of our visit we hung out with our family, did some Christmas shopping, and went to the temple. We also celebrated my daddy's birthday. We all went to breakfast together and then spent the whole day just hanging out. Later, we went to dinner with my Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins to celebrate. We had a great time at dinner, at least until Braden got up from the table and threw-up all over the floor. We had to leave in a hurry and I was sorry to cut the evening short. It was such a great surprise to be able to spend the day with my daddy.
I am so grateful for my testimony of the true gospel of Jesus Christ. I am grateful that my Father in Heaven shows me each day his love for me and how tenderly he teaches me of all the things I need to know, even when the lesson is hard to bear. I am grateful for a Savior who loves me enough to have suffered so I can live with Him and our Father again. And right now, I am most grateful for my family and the love and comforts they provide for me each and every day, even from so far away!
We boarded the airplane with much anticipation and very mixed feelings. I was so excited to see Kam's parents at the airport and just as excited to see the mountains and the familiar sites of "home." I don't think I realized how much I missed it all nor did I realize how far away Pittsburgh is. Visiting Gramma on Sunday was harder than I anticipated. Walking into Gramma's room was awkward. I didn't know how I was supposed to react to her frail form of skin and bones. I was taken aback by her responses of love and concern for us. She said that "this is so stupid...spending so much money to come see an old woman die" and later, she said, "It's a miracle," referring to us being there. I have never had the experience of being near someone so close the end of their mortal journey. It was a beautiful, spiritual experience for me. I have never been more reassured of God's love for each of us and the wonderful gift of eternity and eternal families that He has offered to us. Before leaving, Grampa and Gramma were both given a blessing, for Grampa, comfort and strength and for Gramma, a release from this mortal journey.
We were able to go back up to Logan on Thanksgiving day for dinner. The mood that day was different for me. I felt so much peace and love from my Father in Heaven. Before leaving we said "goodbye" for what could be the last time in this life. Gramma shared beautiful and uplifting things about each of us. She told us to take good care of the boys and that she would be watching over us. I shared my love and appreciation for the legacy and example that her life was. I hope that in some way I can find in myself some of her same attributes of unselfish and unwavering love.
During the rest of our visit we hung out with our family, did some Christmas shopping, and went to the temple. We also celebrated my daddy's birthday. We all went to breakfast together and then spent the whole day just hanging out. Later, we went to dinner with my Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles and Cousins to celebrate. We had a great time at dinner, at least until Braden got up from the table and threw-up all over the floor. We had to leave in a hurry and I was sorry to cut the evening short. It was such a great surprise to be able to spend the day with my daddy.
I am so grateful for my testimony of the true gospel of Jesus Christ. I am grateful that my Father in Heaven shows me each day his love for me and how tenderly he teaches me of all the things I need to know, even when the lesson is hard to bear. I am grateful for a Savior who loves me enough to have suffered so I can live with Him and our Father again. And right now, I am most grateful for my family and the love and comforts they provide for me each and every day, even from so far away!
Twelve Days of Chritmas
Since we will only be at home for about 10 more days until we head for Utah, I have made the decision NOT to decorate. I feel absolutely horrible about it, but after debating literally all night, I think it will be okay not to. However, since I'm not decorating, I am going to do a little something special each day to make it feel like Christmas.
Yesterday I took the boys to the mall to see Santa. I needed to run a few errands before so I told Braden that he could only see Santa if he was GOOD. This worked at first but it didn't take long before he was NAUGHTY! I was so upset, because I really wanted to do this for him. In the end, I gave in and took him to see Santa anyway. But when we got there, Braden started crying and yelling that he didn't want to see Santa. As it turns out he was afraid of Santa, maybe that's why he decided he could be naughty. I'm going to try taking him on a better day and see if I can get a picture of the boys on Santa's knee.
For our activity today I had Braden help me make some salt dough. We kneaded it, colored it, rolled it out, cut out shapes, turned our shapes into Christmas ornaments and baked them in the microwave. Can I say "little house fire?!" I left Santa in the microwave too long and he started on fire, whoops! I baked the rest including another Santa in the oven and they surprisingly turned out really cute. I had a really fun time doing this with the boys; yes, Carter helped too. By the end I think there was more dough on the floor than anywhere else, mostly due to Carter, but it really was a blast! I might have to do this again every year as a family tradition!
Yesterday I took the boys to the mall to see Santa. I needed to run a few errands before so I told Braden that he could only see Santa if he was GOOD. This worked at first but it didn't take long before he was NAUGHTY! I was so upset, because I really wanted to do this for him. In the end, I gave in and took him to see Santa anyway. But when we got there, Braden started crying and yelling that he didn't want to see Santa. As it turns out he was afraid of Santa, maybe that's why he decided he could be naughty. I'm going to try taking him on a better day and see if I can get a picture of the boys on Santa's knee.
For our activity today I had Braden help me make some salt dough. We kneaded it, colored it, rolled it out, cut out shapes, turned our shapes into Christmas ornaments and baked them in the microwave. Can I say "little house fire?!" I left Santa in the microwave too long and he started on fire, whoops! I baked the rest including another Santa in the oven and they surprisingly turned out really cute. I had a really fun time doing this with the boys; yes, Carter helped too. By the end I think there was more dough on the floor than anywhere else, mostly due to Carter, but it really was a blast! I might have to do this again every year as a family tradition!
Dear Santa,
We want to make sure that you know that we will not be in Pennsylvania for Christmas this year. We will be happily visiting our families in Utah. We will be at Aunt Megan's house, so if you think we've been GOOD, visit us there; if we've been BAD, you can leave the coal out on the porch in Pennsylvania.
With Love,
The Henrie's
xoxoxoxxoxooxoxxo
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)