my boys

boy # 1

the husband

here are some funnies i took the time to remember this week. i'm gonna love looking back on these one day when we are old, rocking away in our little electric rocking chairs, wearing space suits and stuff...

*i was so happy last night when harry won the tri-wizard tournament

*brittany is like wonder woman except that she doesn't have an invisible jet and run around in tights.

*hey! want to go out in the woods and make moose sounds?

*i don't understand why you would need more than just one bottle?

*your family makes me smile and dance like a foolish teenage russian girl who hoards large amounts of brown sugar in her babushka dolls.

boy # 2

the son

today was the 4th and final baby shower. i am overwhelmed at the blessings we've been given. there are so many people in our lives that mean so much to us and have been such a huge help in bringing our first baby into this world. the nursery is complete, we have literally everything we will need for his arrival. of course once he's here we'll discover new necessities, we are first timers hello. but it feels so good to be prepared.

i have to say a huge thank you to my coworkers for today. they put together a little open house with incredible food during work which is officially my favorite way to be paid. having a party. carolyn had collected money from everyone in the office, found someone to cover for me, and took me to babies r us to pick out a jogging stroller. we got an amazing deal on the absolute perfect one. when did they start building in speakers for your ipod to plug in?? and pedometers? genius. i'm so in love with it and i can't wait to put it to good use!

the people in this office are just incredible. i'm going to be so sad to say goodbye, but i'm so blessed to be able to stay home with my son. i can't wait til he gets here, only 3 weeks to go! ....please please be on time.

comfort

 

"She stood in the storm, & when the wind did not blow her way, she adusted her sails."

~Elizabeth Edwards~

 

"When something bad happens

you have 3 choices:

you can either let it define you,

let it destroy you, 

or you can let it strengthen you."

 

 

“The simple things are also the most extraordinary things, and only the wise can see them.”
~Paulo Coelho~

 

 

“None of us knows what might happen even the next minute, yet still we go forward. Because we trust. Because we have Faith.”
~Paulo Coelho~

 

 

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Mattisms II

my plan is to make this a weekly post, i'm going to love having these to look back on one day! but this week they just piled up. probably because my sister sent me some and of course i've been listening much closer now. so here is the second post of matt's hilarity. i'm so glad i married such a weirdo.

*me: i think i'll make your quotes a traditional weekly post.

 matt: then i'll be more famous than the pillsbury dough boy!

*kenz: goodnight
 matt: don't dream of japanese inventions designed to decrease your spirituality.

*matt: you better have my sandwich ready when i get home!
 kenz: and you with my hamburger.
 matt: sara gets nothing. she loses.
 kenz: good
 matt: just like those white punks at willy wonkas factory. all because they are white.

*matt: i shall teach you how to say important shiz in my mission language. for example, duwag. that means wuss.
kenz: hahahaha that is not in the lessons
matt: no but you learn it in the streets. in the hood. in the ghetto. thats where all the cool missionaries teach. word up.

*kenz: i met a couple yesterday that reminds me of you guys! I miss you!
 matt: they were probably pretty cool, but they most certainly do not have our swagger. you know how cool we are. we go to church and shiz like that.

*i sent a picture of an adorable baby boy blessing tux and his reply: "that tux would make him the tongan beefcake of all babies"

*on our way home from work after i picked up some chinese for dinner:
i need a drink too though
so we'll stop for one on our way home
just like the two dogs and cat in homeward bound.
they stopped for a lot of things on the way home.

*i would do anything for you. anything except for making out with a vietnamese midget. that's where I draw the line.

*hey sara, pretty soon we're going to be smelling like diapers.

*do you think you'd be scared if you met the man from the oatmeal box?

*i want to know the answers to all of life's greatest questions. like why do we have butts?

*matt: i'm gonna send out a mass email to a bunch of lonely guys and attach our sasha fierce picture. they will be drooling all over you. you're welcome.
kenz: but what if they drool over your WIFE?
matt: sara is NOT even being fierce in that picture like us. its almost like you don't even know what fierce is anymore. what's happened to you?

(the sacha fierce picture)

across the universe

when i was little my dad would take us out late to see the meteor showers, we'd drive somewhere high and away from city lights. sometimes he'd wake us up to just go out in the front yard to watch for something amazing.

i decided that one day, when we have a home of our own, we will have a nice telescope out on our deck so we can see it all! i want my kids to experience the incredible beauty there is out there. i want them to have memories of mom and dad waking them up to go see what's out there.

"How gladly would we understand every principle pertaining to science and art, and become thoroughly acquainted with every intricate operation of nature, and with all the chemical changes that are constantly going on around us! How delightful this would be, and what a boundless field of truth and power is open for us to explore!"

-Brigham Young-

Mattisms

one of the biggest things that made me fall in love with my mister is how much he makes me laugh everyday. i remember talking to him on the phone before we even saw each other again and being impressed that he didn't sound nervous at all, and i'm all laughing like an idiot.

so i have joined my family and written down the hilarious things my husband says. i need to do better at recording it because i'm missing so much hilarity here.

*i'm half white. that means barely white.

  

*me: what do you want for dinner?

  matt: steak and cookie dough.

watching psycho "that is why you never stop at a hotel right off the freeway"

watching taken "that is why children don't travel"

watching cast away "that is why you don't fly"

watching godfather "that is why you never go to italy"

watching grizzly man "that is why you don't live with bears"

*me: i've never even heard of that place

  matt: that's because you're extremely white. it's legendary.

*texting my sister:

 "'i am at Cracker Barrel and the name fits very well. I am both the youngest and the darkest person here."

*we read the eternal marriage manual together and the other night when i finish he goes, "i have a serious question." -takes the book from me, turns it around, "why are those asians eating straight from chinese to-go boxes? that is so racist."

*see that horse? he just needs friends.

*you know what we should do? we should talk to grant in an accent for the first 6 years of his life and then one day at dinner "haHA we don't really talk like that!" and he won't know what to do. he won't be able to stop.

*i don't like the mean sara. i like the other sara.

*his name is probably dan. that's what all white people name their kids. (my dad's name, my grandpa's name, and our son's middle name is daniel)

*i can't believe nia wouldn't let me come over. when my mom comes home i'm going to tell on her.

*talking about the finale of switched at birth "...then we find out that the entire show is really just coming from the mind of an autistic boy looking into his snowglobe."

two in one

not only is it international women's day, but it is also my 8th monthiversary with my beautiful, amazing, incredible husband.

so first i'd like to share one of my favorite quotes on womanhood by elder russell m. nelson, it holds a special place in my heart and in all the private and sacred parts of my life. as a wife, as a soon to be mother, as a daughter, and as a friend. not only that, but the images of so many close to me come into my mind.  read it. slowly. and take in its meaning.

"To help another human being reach one’s celestial potential is part of the divine mission of woman. As mother, teacher, or nurturing saint, she molds living clay to the shape of her hopes. In partnership with God, her divine mission is to help spirits live and souls be lifted. This is the measure of her creation. It is ennobling, edifying, and exalting. Her saintly calling is opposed by Satan. He would shatter the family unit and demean the worth of woman. He would triumph if one man would offend or fail to honor her, or if one woman would deny her infinite worth and behave beneath her dignity. The vulgar portrayal of her beauty as an object of lust, the vile invasion of her private purity, should provoke righteous indignation from all caring people."

-i love this piece by klimt, his artwork covers my home. he had a gift in the art of a woman-

now for the cheesy love posting of my wonderful husband who i love more every single day of my life. i can't number the ways you have changed me for the better, but i am going to give you just a few. we have become one in so many ways, struggling through life's trials together, learning and growing and becoming something extraordinary. let's see if my pregnant hormones can get me through this list in one piece.

*i love the comfort i feel with you. i always feel safe, wanted, and needed. you make me feel beautiful even at my worst and i don't have to worry about the worldly things that aren't important, because you know what matters most. and i love that this feeling makes me want to be my best for you.

*i love your thank you's and gratitude as you sit right on the floor and eat nearly the same thing every single day. i call you weird because i couldn't live without that quality and need for a constant in your life. weird is why i love you.

*i love this baby boy we have created together, i can feel his strength everyday. i cannot wait to see your qualities in him, little pieces of you while i watch you hold him, love him, and raise him to be the kind of man you have become.

*i love running in to cuddle with you for the 3 minutes you lay there after your alarm has gone off in the mornings. i love watching you get out of bed, completely tired, easily convincing anyone that you are not a morning person. but as soon as you hit the shower, you turn that water on and just start singing, rapping, and stomp/clap dancing in there like there is nobody else in the world. you start every morning off with laughter even if you didn't know it.

*i love your unconditional testimony of our Savior, the atonement, and our eternal family. i love your priesthood in our home and the strength i gain from every blessing you give me and tender moment we have. i love your willingness and need to cut things out of our lives that hold no place for us and only takes away the spirit. you want our home to be a fortress and we are building that together. 

*i love your potential, for what i can see in you now and the incredible journey we have ahead. i know you already have and will influence so many people for good. you have such incredible talents and such a loving personality.

*i love that even on the coldest days, taking our one grocery cart to it's place in the parking lot means i will need to drive over to you while you take the time to help arrange them all for the easiest access to the workers. and i love having to stop and wait as you pick up the hangers that have fallen down in the church hallway, along with any trash we may pass along the way. your caring personality makes everyone around you so grateful.

*i love the respect you have for me, as your wife, as the mother of your child, as a daughter of God. i love the way you honor me and do all you can to make me happy. i love the home we have created together and your support as i nest like a mad woman.

*i love your gentleman qualities, always opening up my door, asking me to let you know when i get somewhere safely, helping me with cleaning or cooking, insisting on carrying all the groceries, always scraping the car windows even if you are staying home sick.

*i love the person you make me want to be. i love this desire you instill in me to constantly want to be better and always do what is right. i love the patience you have in my weaknesses and the love you show me by growing and changing with me.

8 months might not be very long looking into eternity together, but we've come so far already and i can't wait for forever.

nothing is more powerful than an idea

you've probably already watched this video or at least seen it floating around. i've been assuming since it's election time, this was just some more propaganda crap. but i gave in and watched it, to see what all the fuss is about and i'm so glad i did.

i am so grateful for the people in the world that stand up, risk their lives, speak out, and make a difference. i have so much respect for this father, teaching his son to do what is right and making sure he knows that we all have a voice.

what an incredible cause to fight for, why not take a part? if you haven't taken the time to watch this video, please do it. if you have watched the video, what is your next step? if nothing else, just spread the word. this is the path to world peace. it has to start with us.

boring updates for me

with only 6 weeks to go, and officially being able to respond to "when are you due?" with "next month!!" i'm getting pumped.

2 baby showers down, 2 to go and i've decided i don't care for the attention. but it is worth it for all the money we have and will be saving! last saturday i went to a friends bridal shower and i sat there thanking my lucky stars that it wasn't me up there but dreading that it would be me in about 2 hours at my own baby shower...

it's interesting, attention didn't used to bother me like this. what's happened that i've become such a private person? growing up? being married? having gained a gazillion pounds? who knows!! but i dread it.

so far, the only thing "baby" i've had to purchase on my own is a diaper bag. maybe i'm vain but i've felt soooo picky looking at so many different ones. i can't register for one because they're all hideous to me. why is it necessary in my head that it be cute? maybe because it'll be replacing my purse for a bit...i don't know. but after lots of research, determined to not only find a cute one, but making sure it's a good lasting one that is under $100,  kalencom was the winner. i had been loving the laminated outsides, easy to clean, cute styles and the only thing that bothered me is that i couldn't see them in person. and then BAM i see them hanging in the mall a couple days ago. after a half hour of trying to pick the perfect one i brought it home and am excited to put it to use.

one thing that's been bothering me has been my cravings. i just get in the mood for something so sugary and delicious but the heartburn that follows is not worth it. so it's a war i have inside me every couple of hours. it's not 1 minute after i give in and eat something delciously bad for me that i'm in pain so i just don't. i don't know how i'd survive heartburn if i knew it wouldn't be going away in 6 weeks. tums are amazing but i'm so sick of them! right now brownies sound incredible, m&ms are in my brain, and everything delicious that pinterest pulls up i just ache for. i have to say it's been worth it though, i feel much stronger and able to face the day with this huge lack of sugar intake lately. and THIS is what i will be making for dinner tonight...

i just want to say thank you to those who were at either of my baby showers, i'm sad to say i have no pictures to share but i am very grateful for the effort that went into planning and for the desire you had to do it in the first place! i'm so excited for my baby boy to arrive!