Friday, December 30, 2011




I've spent the last nine days trying to figure out what goals I want to set for myself in 2012. Okay.  Let's be honest, it's really only been 8 days. January 1st I really just slept a lot, and when I wasn't sleeping I was either thinking about eating a cheeseburger and fries or actually eating a cheeseburger and fries. 


I don't typically set resolutions, but like most people see the turning of the new year as a fresh start and like to set some goals for the coming year. Well, I'm struggling.  I've started this post several times.  One post included things like "watch the Star Wars movies" since I've never seen them. (I know, I know...it's an outrage.) Another included "run Robie", which for you non-Boiseans, is a 1/2 marathon from hell.  It's seriously been labeled "The toughest half-marathon in the Northwest" because the first 8 miles are UPHILL. Like running 8 miles isn't bad enough. Every year I think about doing it because for some reason it's like a rite of passage for all people who run and live in Boise. And, I decided not to set that as a goal because I seriously might just decide not to be a runner anymore to avoid that race. Or, I might buck up and do it. But I clearly am not ready to commit.


But...today I figured out why I've struggled to make that list. In the grand scheme of things, those things don't matter. Who really cares if I lose 10 pounds? Don't get me wrong, I'd totally be stoked if I did. But that's not the point. It doesn't matter. It doesn't benefit anyone else in this world if I lose weight or workout more or run Robie or don't buy any new clothes (another thought I had) or watch Star Wars, or, or, or or....none of those things matter.


There have been a series of events over the last few weeks that have me really wanting to do something that matters. I look around at the people that I come across and there are so many people doing amazing things for other people. every. single. day. 


The teachers who teach our children day in and day out and spend more time with them than we do. They don't just teach them to read, write, add and subtract. They also do our job for us when we aren't there. They provide hugs when needed, they discipline when needed, teach manners, teach sharing, provide praise and build confidence, make sure they're fed and they do this for 25-30+ kids each and every day. Do most of them know the impact that they've had on their students? Probably not. (Julia...thank you for your touching post on Coach Jones). And...in our state, they all received a paycut last year. But they do it because it matters. 



The hospice people who come and spend time with my dad every week and provide him care. It is such a huge help for my mom and eases all of our minds that someone is constantly checking on his medical condition. Do they have any idea of how much my family appreciates them and what they do? Probably not. Do they get paid much? Probably not. But they do it because it matters. 


The nurses who provide care and keep parents encouraged when our babies are sick, when our parents are sick and when our friends are bringing new lives into the world. They do things that no one wants to do...draw blood, change dressings, deal with more bodily fluids than I care to even know about. How often are they told how much they are appreciated?  Probably not enough. But they do it because it matters.  


One of my favorite bloggers, started a social media frenzy to bring light to to the lives of women who are struggling across the country. It's such a simple thing...bringing women together through a piece of clothing. Is she making money off of it? No. She knows she has a captive audience and she did it because it matters.


Pastor Mark, at Eastwind Community Church, has had more of an impact in my life then he will ever know. I swear that many of his sermons must have been written specifically for me and have brought me to tears countless times. But I know that's not the case. I also know that people sit in his congregation every Sunday and have that same thought. Does every person who he impacts tell him? I doubt it...I know that I haven't. Does he do it for the recognition? Absolutely not. He does it because it matters. 


Every day, we all benefit from the people in, and outside of, our lives who do the things that matter. These examples are all based on what people do in their day to day jobs, but there is so much that can be done even without making a career change. What that is, I'm not sure yet. But, I do know that in 2012, my solitary goal is that I'm going to figure it out and I'm going to do something that matters. 

Sunday, December 18, 2011

From our house to yours....

Dear friends and family,

My mom had a really great idea and asked me to write a Christmas letter to include with our Christmas cards this year!  Silly lady forgot and mailed them out before I got the letter done!  Those of you who know her well know that she tends to like doing things early as not to wait until the very last minute, so it was an honest mistake. Besides, some of you may not get an actual card from us. Don't worry, I'm sure my mom still thinks that you're important, but you can only order cards in sets of 50 or 75! I don't think we even KNOW 75 people. If you want to make sure you get one, just send her one and then she'll be guilted into sending you one too. I use this tactic on her all the time and it totally works!

So, I have to say that it's been a great year for me.  I'm in second grade and I love school and my teacher so much! Mrs B knows that I love to play school at home, so she's been sending me home with ALL of her extra papers that we don't use.  My mom must like playing school when I'm not around, because she seems to take them when I'm not looking! She even made a special place for her students to turn in papers...it's a blue bin that has three arrows in the shape of a triangle. Her students must not be that good though, because most of the time their work isn't even done!

This year I played soccer in the spring and fall leagues and had a lot of fun. I made some new friends and I think that I'll keep playing.  My team really needs me since I'm pretty much one of the best players on the team. I can tell that it makes my mom really happy when I say that, because she gets a big smile on her face and almost laughs. She's really proud of me for trying so hard.

Another big thing that happened this year is that I lost eight teeth in six months!  As you can see in the picture, I look a little bit like a hockey player or a jack-o-lantern, but they are starting to grow in.  Apples are my favorite food and it's been a little challenging to figure out how to eat them and some other foods.


This year we took a family vacation down to Utah with my Mormor and Morfar and Auntie, Mikey, Bennie and Brookie.  We had a lot of fun and got to go to Lagoon, which is an amusement park.  I loved all the kid rides and even did a big roller coaster with my mom.  I was super scared during the ride and making terrified faces, so my mom thought I was mad at her.  But, when we got to the end I turned to her and said "That. Was. Awesome!!!"  But, I decided not to go on anymore big rides.  One was enough. We also went to a cool Dinosaur Park and a huge Children's Museum.

My mom still works with computers for her job at MobileDataforce and has been there for 5 years now.  Sometimes when I'm not listening in the morning and taking my time, she reminds me that it's very important that she keeps her job so that we can have the things that we need. She likes to tell herself that it's me that always makes us late, but I can tell you right now that she's just as guilty.

She also met a really great guy in February. His name is Greg and I absolutely adore him. When I met him and found out that he likes Boise State, I was SO relieved!  He even took us to a football game this year and we got my mom to wear a BSU shirt.  She and I made a deal...she said she'll cheer for the Broncos if I cheer for the Vandals.  She's still waiting for me to fulfill my part of the bargain, but I think that not trash talking the Vandals should be enough!


He is super nice to my mom and makes her very happy. He doesn't have any kids of his own, but he treats me like I'm his! I think part of it is because he's just a big kid.  He plays with me and makes me laugh all the time and we play funny tricks on my mom. 

Well, that about wraps things up for this year. My mom said to make sure to let you all know that we're so thankful for all of you.  To be honest, I'm not sure who most of you even are, but if my mom thinks your special, then so do I!  Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!   

Love, 
Hailee and Kari



Monday, December 5, 2011

Spa treatment

I love my child so much.  Tonight was one of those nights where we just kicked it and chatted and she was sweet and funny and I didn't have to bring out mean mommy.  I love nights like these...they are what get me through those days where mean mommy works a 14 hour shift. Okay...I'm probably not mean for 14 hours STRAIGHT, but man, some days I feel like all I do is constantly ask and nag and punish and ask and nag some more. Unfortunately, it's usually about day three or four into her "mommy week" that her behavior shifts back to my little charmer that melts my heart with every kiss and just says "okay" when I ask her to do something. But...I try not to focus on what I cannot control and do the best with what I can.  Anyhoo...that's a whole different topic and not the cute uplifting story that I wanted to write about.


So after Hailee got snuggled up in her jammies, she jumped up on my bed and asked if I'd like her to give me a massage. Ummm....duh. Her small little hands have more strength than you'd imagine (thanks to years of me encouraging to do it as hard as she can) and it was very relaxing!  Granted...she does it in spurts of 10 seconds....moves to another area....asks if that's good....I beg for more....10 more seconds....repeat.  


Once the massage was done, she asked if I'd like her to brush my hair. Ummm...duh. I love my hair being brushed as much as I love massages. I sat and wondered what the motivation was, but then realized that maybe she was just being a sweetheart and taking care of her mommy.


H: Did you enjoy your visit to the spa for a massage and a hair style?
M: Why yes, I did!
H: Would you like to come back another time?
M: Why yes, I would!
H: This time was free, but next  time it will be $5. 


There it is.  


M: Or, how about I give you food to eat, a roof over your head and food in your tummy?
H: Okay, $1 will be fine.


Then we fell into a heap of tickles and giggles and I kissed on those cheeks that I love so much.  

Friday, December 2, 2011

Thanks Pinterest for making me feel pathetic...

Okay....so I love Pinterest.com. Love it. For those of you who don't know what it is, you have no idea what you're missing.  It's an amazing universe of wonderfulness that is way more addictive than Facebook. That being said...I do think that when creating an account, that you should be provided with a few warning labels. 

Warning: You will experience an insatiable need to redecorate your entire house. Not with new things. But with old things repurposed into new things. Old ladders, rakes, crates and jars will never again look the same. Oh...and you'll want to paint everything in your house. Everything.

Warning: You will want to bake. A lot. From scratch. You may not actually DO it, but you'll want to. And if you don't, then you feel like you should be. Same goes for cooking. Or any other activities that apparently are supposed to take place in a kitchen. 

Warning: If you're a mom, then you WILL feel as though you've failed as a parent. Unless, of course, you spend ALL day doing cool art projects with your child. Unless your children have rooms that look like the Pottery Barn catalog, but with murals on the wall and crazy cool lighting. Unless snack time involves a different creature or holiday themed item made out of nutritious food on a daily basis. 

Warning: You will realize that although you have a style that you like, your closet does not at all resemble that style. And that there are clothes in said closet that you probably should make into a scarf or Christmas Tree skirt because NO ONE wears that anymore. And no, dipping part of the shoe in glitter paint does not make those cute.

Warning: You will believe that if your workout doesn't include 50 of this and 30 of that and then 40 of those, then you are NOT going to get results. Ever. Instead of "just" going for a run, you'll do nothing because you can't decide which one to do. And then you'll bake instead (see above) and then it just goes downhill from there.  

Don't get me wrong, it's a great place to visit. And a great place to figure out where you want to visit and dwell on where you haven't visited and probably will never get to visit. 

But, if you haven't experienced it yet, let me know if you want an invite. You've been warned.