Edgley Family Happenings

A Return to Virtue

2012-02-02T11:08:00.002-07:00

Many of you have seen and read my mom's book: A Return to Virtue.

I am biased, but want to recommend it as reading that is pertinent to the lives we are living (and aiming to live).

In the book, my mom relays her experiences and insights gained by running multiple marathons with the race of life. Through spiritual insight and personal stories, she endorses a virtuous lifestyle of strict training, being more fit for the kingdom, and setting our course to focus on the finish.

Within the pages, she teaches how purity yields sustaining power. "I have embarked on a journey to reinstate the word virtue into our vocabulary and our lives," my mom writes. "We call for a social reform, but what is really needed is a moral reform—a call for a return to virtue."

"A Return To Virtue" can be purchased in Deseret Book stores or online.

Family Dinner: Chicken & Wild Rice Soup

2012-02-01T07:04:00.000-07:00

This recipe makes a super easy, crowd-pleasing dinner. I assemble it in the morning and let it cook slowly in the crockpot, but it could easily be made over the stove a half-hour prior to being served!

We love to eat this with salad, rolls and oven roasted asparagus.

Chicken and Wild Rice Soup
2 tbsp. butter
1/2 cup seasoned bread crumbs
2 cans cream of chicken soup
2 cups cooked chicken, chopped (as a shortcut, I use Costco canned chicken - just 1 large can)
1 cup carrots, sliced or julienne
1 cup celery, diced
2 pkg. long grain and wild rice (Rice-a-Roni) with seasoning packets
5 cups chicken broth (I often use 5 cups water and 5 bouillon cubes)
5 cups water
1/2 cup cream

In small saucepan, make a roux with butter and bread crumbs (warm the butter until frothy, then gradually add crumbs and cook, while stirring, until golden brown).
In crockpot, combine all ingredients except cream (do include the roux). Cover and cook on low heat for 4-6 hours, or until rice is done. Add cream just prior to serving.

Makes 8+ servings.

Our Beautiful Earth Reminds Me to Make Good Choices

2012-01-31T09:34:00.001-07:00

Louisa's was asked to speak in Primary this past Sunday. I love her words and reasoning:

Every summer my family goes to Jackson Lake. And we see how beautiful the world is. When I see the animals and the trees, the lakes and mountains, I am reminded that Jesus created all of this world.

It must have taken so long for Jesus to make the world so beautiful!

When I see the mountains, they remind me of the temple. I want to choose the right so that I can get married in the temple someday.

When I hike in the mountains it reminds me of the pioneers. Pioneer children knew they were getting closer to the temple.

When I see a clear lake, it reminds me of choosing the right or getting baptized.

When I see the moon and the stars it reminds me to say my prayers.

In nature when it is quiet, I can feel the Holy Ghost. The Holy Ghost reminds me of Jesus and the beautiful earth that he made. I am so glad that the beautiful earth reminds me to make good choices.

"What My Mother Means to Me" Essay Contest

2012-01-17T11:58:00.003-07:00

Each year, American Mothers, Inc. sponsors a National Essay Contest, "What My Mother Means to Me."

Would your child &/or 5th grade students at your child's school like to participate? Original essays (150 words or less) are due by February 10th.

2011 Essay Contest Winner, Andrea Perez from Oklahoma

Forms and regulations are available at the American Mother's website, or feel free to leave a comment here if you would like additional information!

Sledding at Sugarhouse

2012-01-07T18:11:00.001-07:00

Lesson Learned This Day: Cherished memories can be made even when the laundry pile at home is high. The key is to walk away, join in on the fun, and forget about all the work that awaits!

Friday Afternoon Fun!

2012-01-06T22:26:00.016-07:00

I love so many things about this video:

This is the kind of fun that uses creativity (which, to quote Ella, "is celebrated at our house") but, thankfully is the kind of entertainment that does not make a mess (messes too often are the byproduct of creative endeavors around here)!
Louisa's laugh is showcased. Her laughter is contagious and lends such a bright, happy air to our home.
The video shows the silly, sweet and supportive nature of the friendship Ella and Louisa share… which, to me, is the real "magic" behind this little trick.

P.S. My embarrassment over the "wahoo" toward the end will (hopefully) keep me from commentary in future films.

Morning Snuggles with Oly

2011-12-27T11:15:00.001-07:00

Season's Greetings!

2011-12-07T13:26:00.002-07:00

Oly's First Family

2011-10-09T07:14:00.001-06:00

Kona with her pups.

4 weeks old:

Puppy love.

Dame Kona.

Sire Gunner.

At 6 Weeks:

It looks to me like Oly is the dog farthest to the right in this picture.

Oly at 6 weeks.

Dog Days!

2011-10-06T21:55:00.008-06:00

Meet Oly... the newest element of the Edgley family! Oly is 49 days old (his birthday was August 18th), and came home with us on October 5th, 2011.

Oly was born on and is named after Utah's Mount Olympus, one of the most prominent and recognizable peaks in the Salt Lake Valley.

We are finding great joy in caring for this sweet little Lab.

Cousins at Conference

2011-10-02T14:05:00.002-06:00

Mormon Radio: Mother Daughter Relationships

2011-09-28T22:15:00.005-06:00

My mom and I recently had the opportunity to participate in radio interviews focused on mother-daughter relationships. The interviews, with Matthew O. Richardson of the Sunday School general presidency, took place in the Mormon Radio studios in downtown Salt Lake City.

During the first interview (you can click on the link to listen) we talk about how the gospel of Jesus Christ helps mothers and young daughters create and maintain meaningful relationships.

The second interview focused on ways the gospel of Jesus Christ helps mothers and adult daughters create and maintain meaningful relationships while avoiding pitfalls and dangers in the relationship.

Host Matthew O. Richardson

My mom, Elaine Dalton, Young Women General President,
answers a question during the interview.

First Day of School 2011

2011-09-08T18:17:00.015-06:00

Two excited girls. One emotional momma.

Ella's Classroom: Picture Perfect.

I can't wait to see these booklets full of poems and penmanship.

Eat All-Day Granola

2011-07-20T09:42:00.002-06:00

We are readying ourselves for our annual trip to Jackson Lake, and will definitely be bringing this granola along!

Eat All-Day Granola
(courtesy of Vicki Daines via Faith Wallis)

12 cups Quick Oats (One big 2 lbs 10 oz box)
2 cups brown sugar
2 cups coconut (either the traditional shredded or the raw, shaved kind you can purchase at Whole Foods)
1 tsp. salt
2 cups nuts (Whatever combination you like. Options include: pecans, almonds, pepitas, raw sunflower seeds, sliced or slivered almonds.)
1 1/2 cups canola oil
2/3 cup water
3 tsp. vanilla

Stir sugar and oats until well mixed. In a separate bowl, mix coconut, salt and nuts and then mix in oil, water and vanilla. Add to oats and mix well. Spread over two large rimmed cookie sheets. Bake for 2 to 2 1/2 hours at 250 degrees. (It will be lightly browned, mostly around the edges.)

Press the granola into the pans really well for it to form together and break into big chunks. This granola is delicious! It is great to snack on, eat with yogurt and fruit or as a cereal with milk.

Summertime Fun + Sun = Consistently Inconsistent Blogging

2011-07-18T08:36:00.003-06:00

First Summer Strawberry
From the Garden, 6/26/2011

We are enjoying the long days of summer ... perhaps all too much!

Soon, I am sure that I will find some time to share a few new favorite books, a couple great summer salad recipes and even some pictures from the end of school... plus our adventures camping and hiking in desert, enjoying violin camp and even successfully navigating a swim meet or two!

Until then, please know that we are either readying ourselves for the next adventure, buried in loads of laundry, cruising the neighborhood on bikes, soaking in the summer sun, or simply enjoying a few strawberries topped with whipped cream (or as Louisa would say "whoopcream").

The Sweetness of Friends

2011-05-27T06:16:00.002-06:00

I think these two friends were made in the same factory in heaven.

They love sharing adventures together.

This sweet "slice of life" was captured by Tate's amazing mother.

She has mad photography skills and is talented in a multitude of other ways.

I feel lucky to be her friend!

Honoring Motherhood Event: Utah Valley American Mothers

2011-05-26T06:28:00.003-06:00

Earlier this month, I had the opportunity to participate in a pre-Mother's Day celebration. The "Honoring Motherhood" event was held in Provo, Utah on Saturday, May 7th. It was a beautiful event, organized by American Mother's Karmel Larsen, and held in a garden room filled with tasty food and tearful emotion. Speakers (including Sally Olsen, Jennilyn Jorgensen, Cherie Burton) shared unedited and emotional experiences with motherhood - and they talked of both the joys of motherhood as well as their personal battles against depression, physical depletion and even suicide.

A new friend of mine, Sariah Bailey, was in attendance. Sariah is a one-in-a-million kind of gal. She is currently pursuing her college education and -- although not yet a mother, and not yet married -- Sariah is impressively already preparing to become a mother.

On her own initiative, and with the financial constraints of a struggling student, Sariah purchased a ticket to attend this pre-Mother's Day celebration.

Beautiful Sariah Bailey

There were times at the event when the emotion was so strong that I worried, "What will Sariah think? Will she continue to want to pursue motherhood after hearing the unedited difficulties that can (and often do) accompany the joy of bearing and raising children?"

And yet, just recently I received this message from Sariah with her assessment of the event. She writes: "My overall impression of American Mothers is that of amazement and awe. When the pledge was recited, it was quite inspiring. However, being a mere 21 years old, single, and child-less, it was a little out there. I don’t know what it is like to be a mother, even though I have many mother-like experiences with my youngest siblings."

Sariah relates, "My friend Bobbi that came with me was very impressed as well. Bobbi said, 'It’s things like this that make me think about what I can change so that I can be a better mother.' Even though she is an astounding mother whose children love her very much."

Sariah concluded by saying: "The principles that are emphasized [within American Mothers] are invaluable. I am so grateful that you introduced me to this. I hope by reading blogs and communicating with wonderful mothers as well as taking positive qualities from my mother, that I will be able to be a great mother someday."

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The American Mother's Pledge:

I Pledge...

To ask God's help as a parent in today's world...
To encourage honesty, integrity, patriotism and the application of moral values in every area of American life beginning in my own home...
To enhance the spiritual foundation of my home by precept and example...
To love, nurture and educate my children remembering the power and influence of a joyful home...
To see opportunities to strengthen my family by working, playing, serving and praying together...
To foster personal responsibility and respect in my home and community...
To serve my family and community through personal development as an individual, parent and citizen...
To support and promote positive programs for children and families...
To wage a vigorous campaign against abuse and violence in all its forms...
To remember that with God, all things are possible.

Acceptance of Situation and Self: Power of Moms May Retreat

2011-05-25T06:42:00.003-06:00

I had the opportunity this past weekend (on Saturday, May 21st) to share a few thoughts and lead two lunchtime discussion groups at a Power of Moms retreat in Park City. I attended a similar retreat in April (and blogged about it here).

It was so much fun to go back to this beautiful setting among wonderful motivated moms! Of course, I felt like the experience I had previously was singular (meaning that because the feelings were so profound and powerful, that it would not be possible to repeat). Yet, I found myself at this retreat, only one month later, with the same topics being covered, feeling like I was gaining all new insights!

I loved interacting with the mothers who added insight and joined the lunchtime discussions "Finding More Joy in Motherhood" and "Parenting Partnerships". Feelings of the heart and tender emotions were shared. I learned so very much from these remarkable women who shared their challenges, as well as what they are doing that is working!

In the morning, I had the opportunity to speak on Acceptance of Situation & Self. Some of the points I covered include:

Events out of our control can cause anger, frustration and depression.
Acceptance is not a sign of weakness - we can accept ourselves and our situation and still have high goals.
Acceptance is not powerlessness nor resignation. It is a first step toward transformation.

Acceptance of Situation:

Our difficulties can become doorways toward instructive experience.
When difficult situations come our way, we can accept the life we are "meant" to live rather than think of these as a roadblock to the life we are "supposed" to live. As a friend of mine so eloquently stated, "I had in my mind a 'Plan A' for my life. Then life took it's course, and I was living what I thought was 'Plan B', until I realized the path I am on is actually God's 'Plan A' for me."
In the book, Man's Search for Meaning,Viktor Frankl (a Nazi concentration camp survivor), relates how, through the horrendous torture experienced, he mentally survived. He relates that instead of asking "Why?" about the situation, he instead asked "Why?" about his existence. He drew upon this insight from Nietzche, "He who has a why to live can bear with almost any how." Frankl did not ask what he expected from life, but rather what life expected from him.

Acceptance of Self:

Do we ever allow ourselves to feel like we are doing enough or being good enough? Often there is a gap between our expectations and our reality.
There are no perfect moms, but there are so very many great moms! We need to be better at being satisfied with ourselves and accepting of who we are and what we are accomplishing.
It is so essential, among the difficulties of life, to remember the little victories: A six-time winner of the Hawaii Ironman Triathalon said, "It is not the distance that overwhelms people who race Hawaii's Ironman. It's the relentless wind that blows across the lava fields. You're on one of the highest ridges, you see miles of repetitive road, and you realize it's extremely hot and you're going straight into a 30-mile-an-hour crosswind. I've found that those who dwell on these conditions tend to fold. I always train for adversity I consider adversity an asset, something to turn to my advantage. One of life's most important lessons is leaning to put your losses in perspective and to savor your triumphs by riding on euphoria's wave. Have high goals and expectations; regard defeat as stages on the road to success by remembering the little victories that have gotten you where you are."

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The two visionary women who founded Power of Moms have also shared their experiences online.
Feel free to take a look at Saren's post on the retreat as well as April's touching remarks.

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May 28th Update: I just found this post from Linda Eyre's Deseret News blog,
which describes both the gathering as well as a chance I had to play "horse whisperer"
for a few quick minutes: 100 Mothers Sharpen Their Saws.

Additional Reports of the 2011 American Mothers National Convention

2011-05-24T05:37:00.008-06:00

Yesterday I related my experiences attending the 2011 American Mother National Convention.

But don't take my word for it... following are more eyewitness accounts of the events:

Deseret News Article:
Utah Hosts National Celebration of Motherhood

Key Points from Sheri Dew's Speech at Saturday's Gala (where the National Mother of the Year, Ernestine Allen, was announced), titled: The Influence of Mothers

Wonderful Posts from Andrea, State President of American Mothers in Texas:
Highlights of National Convention
(this is a do not miss summary of many of the events of the weekend)
Gems from the Mother of the Year Speeches
Summary of Young Mother Speeches

Shawni Pothier's reaction to being announced as Young Mother of the Year:
Her blog post titled: "My Weekend"
Shawni's Speech

Linda Eyre's recap of the weekend (Linda is Shawni's wonderful mother):
"Whiney, Worried Child Becomes National Mother of the Year"

LDS Living article on LDS Women Honored by American Mothers

Sideshows of photos from the events of the National Convention can be found online here and here.

Multi-Generational Learning: American Mothers National Convention

2011-05-23T11:04:00.003-06:00

A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to participate in the American Mother's National Convention -- held right here in Salt Lake City! This amazing weekend occured at the Little America Hotel and was masterfully coordinated by a local committee.

The Convention Planning Committee:
Utah women who worked tirelessly to make this event a grand success!

Can you tell that I am proud of this "core group" of wonderful women involved in American Mothers here in Utah who give so much of themselves for my benefit?

I love that American Mothers is a multi-generational organization that has something to offer for women of all ages. There were women in attendance at the Convention from ages 19 to 97! I loved meeting and interacting with the women who are both in and beyond my stage of life who offer their knowledge and wisdom in aiding my passion and pursuits as a mother.

The highlight for me within this weekend were the relationships formed - quickly - with other women who are from diverse geographic, cultural and religious backgrounds, yet all passionate about mothering and willing to share their tender life experiences and knowledge to better assist me in my work as a mom.

I thoroughly enjoyed every interaction with the wonderful women who also, for the coming year, will represent American Mother's throughout 2011 as Young Mothers of the Year for their states. These gals are fabulous and talented, yet approachable and real!

State Young Mothers gathered together Friday, after we each presented
speeches on the topic "Strengthen Myself; Elevate My Family"

We enjoyed being with each other! In fact, so very much that the weekend was filled with many past-midnight nights (good thing we're "young" right?!?).

All "gussied" up prior to the Friday evening banquet.

I am so grateful for both my own mom and mother-in-law who attended many of the events in support of their daughter.

The Eyre and Dalton Girls
Linda, Saren (Power of Moms founder) & Shawni; Emi and Elaine)

We were all thrilled when it was announced that the beautiful, eloquent (and self-proclaimed shy!) Shawni Eyre Pothier will represent American Mother's as the National Young Mother of the Year!

Young Mothers representing Utah, Iowa, Kentucky, Georgia, Oregon and Hawaii
Saturday evening (thie night of the Gala announcing the National Mother of the Year)

What a grand experience! What a wonderful organization! I am proud to be associated with American Mothers.

A Favorite (Easy!) Springtime Dinner

2011-05-20T07:35:00.001-06:00

Shredded BBQ Chicken Sandwiches - served on store-bought potato rolls and topped with grated cheddar cheese and sauteed mushrooms. To make: place chicken in crockpot, generously cover with Sweet Baby Ray's Barbecue Sauce. Cook chicken breasts on low in crockpot for 4 to 6 hours. Shred chicken with fork just prior to serving and add additional sauce, if needed.

Corn on the Cob - for super sweet corn, boil in water doused with a few tsp. lemon juice plus a few tbsp. sugar.

Strawberries - hulled and quartered and sprinkled with blueberries or raspberries, if available.

Favorite Book: The Golden Rule

2011-05-19T05:47:00.000-06:00

In this pages of this beautifully illustrated book, an age-old lesson is taught. And the teaching occurs just as most important lessons are learned: within the context of an everyday, ordinary interaction.

In The Golden Rule (written by Ilene Cooper and illustrated by Gabi Swiatowska) a grandfather explains to his grandson that the Golden Rule means you "treat people the way you would like to be treated."

The grandfather goes on to explain that the Golden Rule is an underlying moral principle found in almost every world religion and culture.

The simple wording in this book ennumerates both the far-reaching effects of living the Golden Rule, as well as the fact that this all starts with us. "I wonder how things would change if everyone lived by the Golden Rule," says the grandfather. "I think people would be nicer," says the boy. "Kinder."

Our favorite line from The Golden Rule reads: "It's golden because it is valuable, and a way of living your life that's so simple, it shines."

Planting Season

2011-05-18T18:32:00.003-06:00

It continues to rain (mostly) and snow (occasionally) here in Utah. Today's storm had a potential to dump 18 to 30 inches in the mountains!*

So, while we wait for planting season to be fully upon us, we are "spring cleaning" inside and remembering days like this sweet one (which occurred a month ago).

The girls planted frost-proof pansies mid-April.

We can't wait for the sun to shine and for warm days to come again! We will happily jump into summer, even without having experienced a "typical" spring this year.

* All snowfall stats gleaned from my backcountry brother Jon's Facebook status updates.

Motherhood Matters

2011-05-11T14:45:00.004-06:00

I had the opportunity today - as a result of my role in Utah with American Mothers Inc. - to briefly appear on KSL's Studio 5 program. We talked about "Teaching Children that Motherhood Matters".

I enjoyed interacting with the hosts, Brooke and Darrin, and mostly appreciate the wonderful words of Sally Olsen, Utah's (incredible and very deserving) Mother of the Year.

Favorite Book: Miss Rumphius

2011-05-09T22:09:00.002-06:00

Book Review by Ella

Written (with help from her mom) in 2009 at age 8

“Miss Rumphius” is one of my favorite picture books. In this story, a little girl named Alice grows into an old, old woman, a retired librarian named Miss Rumphius. Her life is filled with exciting adventures, but as she grows older, she keeps recalling the advice her grandfather gave her as a child. He told her that in order to live a good life, she had to “do something to make the world more beautiful.” Alice loves the beauty of colorful flowers, so she scatters lupine seeds through her costal hometown.

In doing so, she completely transforms the rocky landscape into a place full of beauty. In the end, as an old, old woman she tells her story to her young niece, who also decides to make the world more beautiful.

I, too, want to make the world more beautiful. I know that through the knowledge I gain at school and through completing my own goals, I will be able to develop talents, help others, learn from my friends -- and make the world more beautiful!

One Year Ago...

2011-05-06T19:27:00.002-06:00

One year ago today, we moved into our beautiful new home. It was difficult to uproot and leave (even if the move only involved an address change of a few streets). We felt such a strong sense of attachment to both the place and the people surrounding us.

Yet, on this night a year ago, with only beds set up and zero boxes unpacked, we again felt that we were "home". We felt then, that this was a place that had been prepared for us.

Now, one year later, with shallow roots planted and growing, we are grateful for this sweet spot we call home.

Greater the Soul

2011-05-05T13:43:00.001-06:00

I looked upon a mountain high
in grandeur rising to the sky.
And then I contemplated me,
how very small I seemed to be.
Yet, in this fragile frame of mine
god chose to house a soul divine.
Not in that glorious sun-crowned peak,
but in this body, frail and weak.
God chose to give to you and me
the promise of eternity.
A child of His can such be small?
A soul is surely Heaven-tall.
No, the mountain stands that I might see
how greater is the soul of me.

Helen Lowrie Marshall

Toward the end of our spring break, we jumped in the car and headed south with hopes of reaching warmer weather! We found exactly what we were looking for in St. George, Utah (otherwise known as the "mecca" of spring break hideouts for Utahns).

We enjoyed time at the pool and our stay at the beautiful Inn at Entrada (we stayed in their smallest studio casita, where the girls were kind enough to sleep on an inflatable mattress that had a habit of only staying inflated for a couple hours!). Mostly we enjoyed our time spent together hiking in the beautiful landscapes of Snow Canyon and Zion's Kolob Canyon.

On the trail to Pioneer Names in Snow Canyon.
Mormon Pioneers who came this way used axel grease from their wagons to write their names high on the rocks! Peekaboo! We visited, for the first time, White Rock Ampitheater in Snow Canyon. There we met up with friends from home, who also happened to be visiting! Textural stonescapes. Somehow the Easter Bunny found us! We found time for deep contemplation among the beauty of this corner of the world. The kids also found a seasonal pond teeming with tadpoles. We enjoyed climbing sanddune hills and jumping down! A local family graciously allowed us to join in on their Easter egg roll - they created a course down the sanddune and each child competed to have their egg roll the farthest distance. Easter morning, we packed up and headed off to Kolob Canyon, part of Zion National Park.We had just enough time to enjoy the vistas of the beautiful Timber Creek Overlook.
And there contemplate the beauty of this glorious world,
the miracle of the resurrection,
and the inestimable worth of a soul.

4 Generations of E's

2011-05-04T20:17:00.000-06:00

Ella, Emi, Elaine and Emma
2004

The Power of Moms: Creating a Family Culture that is Stronger than Media Culture

2011-05-03T20:44:00.002-06:00

I have had two experiences recently that have reaffirmed to me the power of motherhood in general, and specifically how that power is tangible when women physically gather together to share wisdom and personal experiences.

Just this past weekend, I had the opportunity to attend the National Convention of American Mothers, which was held here in my hometown of Salt Lake City! I look forward to writing more about my experiences and the wonderful women I met! (The American Mothers Convention was an uplifting event and does deserve it's own blog post!).

A few weeks prior, I was a participant in a remarkable Power of Moms Park City retreat.

Look at this beautiful, powerful group of women!
I attended both the Friday night "Mind Organization for Moms" event as well as Saturday's events, which were broken into two sections: 1) Taking Care of the Person inside the Mom and 2) Creating Family Systems that Work.

I came away asking myself the following questions (and yes, for the most part, I am still searching for answers that ring true for me and my family):

* What do I need in order to thrive in my role as a mom?
* How can I develop talents innate in me within the life that I currently have?
* Do I prioritize what is most important to me?
* What do I need to do to feel physically able to do the work of being a mom?
* What am I doing to nurture my spirit?
* What am I doing to expand my mind?
* How much time do I spend wanting to change the life that I live rather than cherishing and being grateful for what I have been given?
* Do I replace negative thinking with positive reinforcement?
* When I encounter trials, what is my response? Or as a new friend stated: "Have I grown, or do I groan?" (My answer: usually a double "yes!").
* What can I do today so that I will go to bed feeling content and I will be excited tomorrow to start a new day?

I loved that Power of Moms retreat covered in detail how to create family systems that work. Detailed information was given on how to discipline and how to raise responsible children who grow to be contributing adults. Specific strategies were shared on how to create a family identity and culture. I also loved the Power of Moms focus on institutionalizing the family with formalized traditions!

I left the Power of Moms retreat with the takeaway goal (and the tools) to create an Edgley family culture that is stronger than peer culture or the media culture. I came away with new friends, greater knowledge and renewed vision on how I can better my family through powerful, deliberate mothering.

If you are interested in registering for the May 20th and 21st Park City retreat, click here.

Approaching the Savior: "The Master's Hand" Carl Bloch Exhibit

2011-04-24T06:49:00.015-06:00

Earlier this week, as part of our Spring Break celebrations, we went to the exhibit "The Master's Hand" at Brigham Young University.

The exhibit itself is composed of collected works of art from the Danish artist, Carl Bloch. Breathtaking visuals of the life of Jesus Christ were transported (from Denmark and Sweden) beautifully displayed.

As we entered the gallery, there was a hushed reverence and a feeling as if we actually were in the presence of greatness - both the greatness of the artist's works as well as the grand Individual portrayed - that of Jesus Christ - in the magnificent works of art.

The first painting we viewed was "The Doubting Thomas". Rather than depicting Thomas' act of touching the resurrected Savior's wounds, Bloch captures the moment when Thomas first recognized Jesus as his personal Redeemer.

Though this picture makes it look as if we were the only ones viewing the paintings, it was Ella who separated herself from the crowd to closely approach the larger-than-life art. The crowd stood at a respectful distance.

Each of us differs in our approach to the Savior. Yet I hope that today we can take time to examine where we stand in terms of our relationship with the Lamb of God whose sacrifice unleashed the power of Resurrection.

As a result of attending the Carl Bloch exhibit, I grew in my appreciation of the Savior. I also grew in my appreciation of Carl Bloch as an artist. Bloch's detailed artistry is unparalelled. His use of light brings our Redeemer into a position of preeminence in each painting. I loved viewing Carl Bloch's depiction of moments or movements from the Savior's life that I may have otherwise underestimated or overlooked.

Because of the artist Carl Bloch, I have a new depth of appreciation today - on Easter - for what Jesus was willing to suffer for me.

New Life; Long Life

2011-04-22T22:56:00.000-06:00

Within a few days, this week we had the opportunity to spend time with two cherished members of our family - our new baby niece as well as our beloved 90-year old grandmother.

We adore the shininess of baby Hannah - fresh from heaven.

And we see that same shine in the eyes of our dear Grandma Schwartz, who is weak and weary of body yet strong in spirit.

Both individuals reflect the glory of a God who is good.

Each taught us this week lessons in cherishing the seasons of life.

Yesterday's News: Davis County Clipper & 71Toes

2011-04-21T14:54:00.003-06:00

Yesterday I was featured, alongside Nona Haynie, Missouri's Mother of the Year, in Utah's newspaper, the Davis County Clipper.

The full text of the article can be found online at clippertoday.com.

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Emi Dalton Edgley, Utah Young Mother 2011
and Shawni Eyre Pothier, Arizona Young Mother 2011
I also was flattered by a sweet shout-out from Shawni Eyre Pothier, American Mother's Young Mother of the Year from Arizona, who mentioned in her blog the opportunity we had to meet up at the Power of Moms Park City retreat.

You can read her post, titled "Motherhood Matters" at 71toes.blogspot.com.

More Than the Ultimate Hero

2011-04-18T22:17:00.000-06:00

I was away the majority of the weekend (at an amazing motherhood retreat for Power of Moms). Sunday morning, I realized that Ella had been assigned to speak in church among the children. I was relieved when Ella let me know that we didn't need to throw a message together. She had - by herself - written her talk.

Her words:

"The topic that I have been asked to speak on is how Jesue is my Savior and Redeemer. The first thing that comes to my mind is that all that Jesus did takes love to the extreme.

I recently learned a very detailed description of the Atonement and I really truly can't imagine how hard it would be to do all that Jesus did. Even when I think about the Atonement, I feel very overwhelmed. Jesus' sacrifice is so crucial to the plan of salvation. Jesus sacrificed more than all he had so that we could return to Him. Jesus is more than the ultimate hero."

Ella's depth of appreciation and conviction for what Jesus was willing to suffer amazes me. Hearing her speak - and the power behind her words - reinforces for me the depth of knowledge that has come to her as a result of daily, consistent scripture study coupled with childlike faith and belief.

What a wonderful message for me to internalize on Palm Sunday and throughout the week preceeding Easter! I have so much to learn from my daughter.

Content

2011-04-14T08:47:00.002-06:00

Sometimes the things we are searching for are hidden just beneath the surface...

We distributed "Lost Tent" flyers. We surveyed neighbors. We posted a facebook shout-out. We scoured adjoining backyards.

Just when all hope was lost for retrieving our lost tent, the sun came out, melted the snow and uncovered a hidden treasure.

We found our lost tent! It was in our backyard the whole time, smashed flat as a pancake by the weight of the snow.

One quick adjustment on the springbar and the tent sprung to new life.

Ella with our tent as well as our "Lost Tent" flyer.
We dried it out and it is as good as new!

Look at that happy camper!
We are anxious to share many more adventures (including return backpacking trips to the Tetons and Havasupai) in our great blue tent!

***
P.S. Although the girls had come up with an ingenious plan of baking and selling bread to obtain "replacement funds" for the lost tent, we think they have learned a priceless lesson on responsibly caring for posessions.

Marriage is not Just About the Happy Times Together

2011-04-12T11:30:00.001-06:00

Five years into our marriage and following graduation from medical school, my husband Steve suffered a stroke that caused him to be unable to speak or move half of his body. For a time, Steve and I faced a very uncertain future. However, one step at a time, he moved forward through the power of God and his great determination and faith. Sound-by-sound he again learned to speak; step-by-step he again learned to walk. Steve worked tirelessly to again be in a position to support and provide for our family.

This rare but major health crisis, which threatened his life and livelihood, reaffirmed to me that marriage is not just about the happy times together. It is sometimes about struggling, increasing in understanding and finding our way in the world together. Marriage is about covenanting and committing – come what may.
This life experience and the resulting knowledge gained have enhanced how Steve and I seek to enrich our relationship. Specifically, we believe (as is stated in “The Family Proclamation”, a statement regarding the importance of marriage and the family issued by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) that “successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work and wholesome recreational activities.”

Our faith has everything to do with our romance: we believe that we can be together as a family, both here on earth as well as after this life. This affects how we pray together, counsel as husband and wife together and worship together. In addition, this eternal perspective helps us to maintain humility by acknowledging our individual weaknesses, apologizing for errors made, practicing the Golden Rule and emulating the loving ways of our Savior.

Steve and I love to spend time together, especially away from the responsibilities of home. We enjoy stimulating conversation about philosophical, professional and personal matters, working on home-improvement projects, date-night dinners alone and with friends, as well as attending sporting events. Our favorite dates are when we are together and doing something active (such as hiking, biking or skiing).

Our marriage is filled with give and take: we often make concessions. Steve loves to entertain friends and family, so I attempt to undertake a few small events each month. I love a clean home, so Steve will play along with my game of “teamwork” (which we both acknowledge is more about me being the captain of home cleanliness than us working together as a team). Recently, Steve purchased a road bike for me. Now that it is Spring, he will be my “personal trainer” as I learn to overcome my fear of clipless pedals!

Lost Tent

2011-04-09T08:39:00.004-06:00

The other day my sister and I set up our tent in the back yard. We didn't put it away, and yesterday the wind blew it away! Luckily, we weren't in it.

So, if a blue North Face two-man tent blew into your yard, please call us. Our dad would be so happy.

Thanks!
The Edgley Girls

How Do You Celebrate Mother's Day?

2011-04-08T06:33:00.008-06:00

How do you celebrate Mother's Day? Do you take the day off and enjoy a little pampering? Do you attend church and cry when your children sing (either because they are so precious or just a bit too exuberant)? Do you plant flowers and hope that the last spring frost has finally past? Do you create a beautiful meal for your own wonderful mother or grandmother to enjoy?

I plan to stretch Mother's Day into a full weekend of celebration, and am honored to have the opportunity to speak at this wonderful event in Provo, Utah the morning of Saturday, May 7th.

Register to come if you can! Invite your mom (or another wonderful woman who has made a difference in your life) to join you!

Circling the Wagons:Fighting Pornography

2011-04-07T06:17:00.000-06:00

The phrase “circle the wagons” is a term associated with pioneer times. Mormon pioneers, when traveling west, would circle their wagons during times of danger, which afforded them protection from attacks from outside the circle and provided a place to keep their livestock and children safe inside the circle.

In today’s society, there are many things to protect our families from – but most importantly, we need to fight against pornography, the greatest destroyer of family, home and marriage.

We know that pornography is trying to invade every home. This has placed our homes at risk and when homes are at risk, society in general is at risk.

We can – like pioneers journeying into uncharted territory – establish concentric circles of support, starting with mothers in the home and radiating out: including government, community and religious leaders. We can educate individuals, especially our children – one at a time – about pornography. This education would include a discussion of:

• How harmful and addictive pornography is;
• The degrading and destroying effect of pornography on women and families; and
• How we can live healthier, happier lives with improved relationships without pornography.

I know that we, as American Mothers and families, can stand together against the attack of pornography upon the world. We admonish one another, encourage one another, love one another and support one another.

“Circling our wagons” against the dangers of pornography will in turn strengthen the moral and spiritual foundations of the family and the home.

LDS General Conference: We Pitched our Tent

2011-04-06T07:04:00.012-06:00

We gathered this past weekend to hear the words of those whom we sustain as prophets, seers and revelators.

And just as in Book of Mormon times (when the people of Zarahemla gathered to hear King Benjamin), we set up our tent (actually, Ella and Louisa did this completely on their own - yeah for girls who like to "camp" and have the skills necessary to do so!).

"And they pitched their tents...that thereby they might remain in their tents and hear the words which [their prophet] should speak unto them" ((Mosiah 2:6).

Ella and Louisa enjoyed snuggling with their cousin Alice.

You can view highlights of Conference here. A few of my favorite talks included these from Jean A. Stevens, Quentin L. Cook and Jeffrey R. Holland:

Crocus in a Hidden Garden

2011-04-05T06:53:00.005-06:00

This past fall, I purchased bulbs to plant - in anticipation of a fine spring display - at our new home. In my arsenal were multiple bags of tulips, daffodils and crocus bulbs.

Fall came and went, and I still have those unopened bags of bulbs neatly stored on my garage shelf. Throughout the winter I have walked daily past the bags and mourned this lost opportunity.

A few days ago, Louisa went hunting for signs of spring. As she hunted she found leaves beginning to bud and rosebushes losing their brown in favor of a green glow. She found an early-blooming daffodil - one among a clump that found more sunlight than the flowers surrounding it. Louisa relished in these details and would run to the open window where I was inside washing dishes to recount her discoveries.

Louisa, so proud of her discoveries.
Then it was quiet. Too quiet. And as a protective mom of an energetic 6-year old, I ran out to find Louisa - to ensure she was safe and happy.

I rounded the corner and saw her - eyes fixed on a small, lone purple bloom. I said, "Louisa, have you found a sign of Spring?" She replied, "Mom. This is more than a sign of spring; this is a sign from heaven!"

***
In October of 1998, at the memorial service for our daughter Eliza, my brother Jess carefully packaged crocus bulbs to give to those who attended her Farewell Service. Jess, in his perceptive sensitivity, hoped that each grouping of flowers would then be carefully placed and planted in gardens. That each year, when the flowers emerged from the seemingly dormant ground, we would remember the promise of an eternal spring - even a rebirth and reunion with precious family members.

After the Farewell and burial, Steve and I returned to Chicago, with memories and hope for a brighter future to sustain us through a dark winter.

Before that winter hit, together, we found a place of peace - a hidden garden with rich soil - within the Morton Arboretum where we planted our small packet of sweet flowers.

***
During our season of mourning, I received a gift from a dear friend, Heidi. A book she knew that I would not have the opportunity to read to Eliza, yet a gift that nonetheless gave me comfort as I read it. I found solace in reading this story aloud, just as I would have done were my daughter still in my arms.

This book starts, "Once there was a little bunny who wanted to run away." The mother bunny tells her little bunny that if he runs away, she will run after him and find him. He imagines running away and disguising himself in all sorts of landscapes, including inside a crocus in a garden. No matter how imaginative his hiding place, his mother always finds him.

As I read, this line from the book spoke to my heart: “If you become a crocus in a hidden garden,” said his mother, “I will be a gardener. And I will find you.” (from The Runaway Bunny by Margaret Wise Brown)

***
Crocus blooms remind our family that there will be a time when we will all be together again. And amazingly, though this fall I failed to plant the layers of blossoms planned, God found a way to speak to the heart of a little girl searching for signs of spring - even an Eternal Spring.

***
Much of our sadness regarding Eliza has turned to sweetness as years have passed. But for those of you for whose hearts are hurting currently, we share this quote:

"Parents who have surrendered the sweetest and smallest flowers from the family's garden need to remember our loving Heavenly Father. He has promised a special reward to those who now suffer in silence, who spend long days and longer nights through their trying times of bereavement. Our Creator has promised glory. He said, "For after much tribulation come the blessings. Wherefore the day cometh that ye shall be crowned with much glory; the hour is not yet, but is nigh at hand." (D&C 58:4)

"That promised glory includes the blessing of reunion with each little child who has left the family circle early to help surviving members of the family to draw nearer to God. Those little children still live and are a heritage of the Lord."

From "The Gateway We Call Death" by Russell M. Nelson

The Sun Will Come Out!

2011-04-04T10:08:00.005-06:00

We push through the hard ground, grow and blossom.
Then snows fall,
And we droop under the heavy weight.

Yet surely sun will come.
We will lift our heads,
And strengthen our stalks...

And we will feel the warmth.

Family Time

2011-04-03T09:56:00.000-06:00

Recently, I was asked to write about our rituals for weekly planned family time. I quickly penned my thoughts - focusing on the special time we set aside to gather as a family nightly for family dinner and weekly for Family Home Evening.

As I wrote, Steve and the girls each filtered into the room to ask questions or touch base. As I shared with them what I was writing, each contradicted my words. They said, "Sure, we do those things... but that is not our special time!"

Steve suggested that instead I write about Sunday dinners - a time when we gather at the homes of our parents and enjoy both delicious meals, delightful discussions, and time together with our extended families.

Ella and Louisa insisted that I write about our weekend ritual of snuggle time. Ella said, "To me, something that builds our family is snuggle time. It makes me feel loved and comforted when we gather under the comforters of my parent's bed. I feel peaceful and like no matter what happens to me, everything will be all right. When we snuggle, I feel like Heavenly Father's love is pouring down on me." Louisa said, "When it is snuggle time, we make a family sandwich where I am usually the jelly. Ella is the peanut butter and my mom and dad are the bread. I like it because it is family time that is fun!"

Frequently I focus on creating "magical moments" for our family that require a great investment of time and energy. Yet, this discussion taught me - yet again - that it is often ordinary events (the times when we gather together and take a moment to wrap our arms around each other) that can foster feelings of connection and help our children most to feel loved.

Favorite Budget Beauty Buys

2011-04-01T07:03:00.000-06:00

Essentials for skin and hair survival in a dry climate:

Vanicream

$13.99 for a 1 lb. jar at Walgreens

Aussie Mega Deeeeep Conditioner

$3.99 at most grocery and drugstores

Favorite Book: Little Sweeters Spread Sunshine

2011-03-31T06:52:00.001-06:00

A good friend of our family, after the death of his wife and daughter in a tragic auto accident, wrote a book called “Little Sweeters Spread Sunshine”, based on the simple teachings he and his wife used while raising their 8 children.

We have utilized this book (written in a interactive format where my daughters have the opportunity to illustrate what each principle means to them), to teach Ella and Louisa that they can weave sweetness into their lives. There are 24 loving ways in the book, including: “Little Sweeters tell the truth”, “Little Sweeters work until the job is done”, “Little Sweeters think nice thoughts” and “Little Sweeters dream”.

One review of the book states, "As you illustrate each loving way it will become even more a part of you. Even before children learn to read they can understand how it feels to spread sunshine in a loving way."

Because of “Little Sweeters Spread Sunshine”, my daughters are learning that they can choose sweet thoughts and actions amidst the challenges of their daily lives.

You can purchase a copies of
Little Sweeters Spread Sunshine
for your children (or yourself!)
by visiting Amazon.

Journeying Together

2011-03-30T06:31:00.012-06:00

As a newly married couple, my husband and I joined my parents on a trek of the Grand Canyon. We planned and prepared to hike the 24-mile distance spanning from rim-to-rim. On the night before beginning this adventure, we gathered as a group for dinner at Jacob Lake Lodge near the north rim of the canyon. It was there we overheard, “When will we begin the race from rim-to-rim?

Steve and I were shocked by the word "race". Unbeknown to us, our group was planning to run not hike, as we had planned!

We were ill-prepared and ill-trained. But as a couple, we had two choices: we could join the drivers on the interstate for a 5-hour drive from the north to the south rim, or we could participate - feeling quite inadequate - in the "race."

The next morning, Steve and I were dropped off at the snowy 14,000 foot north rim. What followed was an amazing journey over beautiful terrain. Yet, 5-miles in, my legs were aching. There were 19 miles remaining and no turning back.

As we descended the canyon, 15 degree winter weather became 80 degree summer sun.
At 10 miles, I had already ran through exhaustion once. At 15 miles, we reached Phantom Ranch, and stopped running - but only briefly - to fill our water bottles.

We continued on, and at seventeen miles began our ascent up the Bright Angel Trail. This climb pushed me beyond my limits. I remember wanting to lie down on the trail to sleep – and await helicopter rescue. When incoherence officially set in, fortunately Steve took my hand. Together we were able to reach the south rim.

***Isn't life often like this journey? Perhaps we start our tour with expectations of grand vistas to be experienced in the comfort of hikers stride. But the reality becomes that the hike turns into an endurance race! We feel inadequate to meet the challenge, yet we must not let our feelings of inadequacy keep us from step-by-step responding to our challenges. And along the path, through the hands of others, we are strengthened to do things beyond what we thought was our limited capacity.

I count it a great blessing that I can walk, hand-in-hand and step-by-step, in this journey of life (which offers great vistas but also steep ascents) with my husband Steve. He is a great source of strength for me.

Great Enthusiasms & Great Devotions

2011-03-29T09:04:00.005-06:00

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly..."

Teddy Roosevelt
Citizenship in a Republic
Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910

Mothers as Guardians of Virtue

2011-03-28T07:23:00.003-06:00

All weekend, in and out of my mind I have viewed the scene from a favorite painting. In this painting, a child is sweetly being guided - with gentle yet forceful movement - by heavenly hosts toward his new earthly home.

Each time I view this image (rendered in 2009 by Utah artist Brian Kershisnik), I am visually reminded of my almost constant prayer for my daughters -- that they may be guided and guarded by legions of angels as they as they progress through this life.

This is my prayer, as a mother of daughters, because I see that my girls are being raised within a world that embraces messages which are so destructive to long-term happiness. Messages where external measurements are more important than internal goodness. And media messages that portray women who are valued only as objects or for their sexual and sensual appeal. Admittedly, these messages can be greatly frightening to mothers!

Yet, Saturday night I heard messages that do not echo these words of the world. The messages I heard, instead, guide me toward time-tested principles for long-term happiness. One of these messages was spoken by my mother at the General Young Women Meeting of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

My mom, Elaine Dalton, spoke of women and mothers as "Guardians of Virtue." She defined virtue as "a pattern of thought and behavior based on high moral standards" which "includes chastity and moral purity.” And she spoke of guardians. A guardian is someone who protects, shields, and defends. She eloquently stated that "as a guardian of virtue, you will protect, shield, and defend moral purity because the power to create mortal life is a sacred and exalted power and must be safe-guarded until you are married."

My mom spoke of being "more fit for the kingdom". And it felt refreshing to me! In an environment so focused on the results of physical fitness (slim, trim bodies)... wouldn't it be nice to instead have our primary focus be on being "fit" for another kind of destination? Even fit for a reunion with the Maker of our souls?

My mom talked of how each young woman and each young man needs to be a guardian of their own virtue. And she echoed lessons about making decisions in advance, just as she has taught my brothers and I for years. In her words, "some decisions only need to be made once." She challenged each of us to write list of things we will always do, and things we will never do.

My favorite quote of the night was:

"For the mothers listening tonight, you are your daughters’ most important example of modesty and virtue—thank you. Never hesitate to teach them that they are royal daughters of God and that their value is not based on their sensual appeal. And let them see your belief modeled correctly and consistently in your own personal attitude and appearance. You are also guardians of virtue."

I loved being in attendance at this meeting with my 10-year old daughter Ella (yes, special permission was granted for her to attend!). I am always amazed when I watch my mom "in action" and see how she is magnified to fulfill her calling. Her message about being "Guardians of Virtue" was profound and touching.

You can view my mom's message in the video below, or the entire General Young Women Meeting at this link.

It is my hope that as mothers, our gentle yet forceful movements can prod our children in paths of virtue that will allow them to be guided and guarded by hosts of angels.

Favorite Book: Whose Mouse are You?

2011-03-25T07:08:00.002-06:00

I can remember my mom reading this book to us when we were young. We begged for “Whose Mouse are You?” and she read it so often that soon it was easy to “read” this book – reciting memorized lines page by page – to each other and to the new babies who joined our family!

This book made me think seriously at a young age about how I would feel if my parents and siblings – weren’t with me every day. "Whose Mouse Are You?" made me consciously thankful to be a part of a loving family. The timeless message of this book to me is that families are people who love and protect each other.

I love the way this little mouse, who feels that he's "nobody's mouse," thinks of heroic ways to help and be with his mother, father, sister, and his new baby brother. I enjoy the delightful ways this little mouse goes accomplishing great things for the good of his family.

What he doesn't know, but learns throughout his journey, is that he's always been somebody special, and his family has loved him all along!

Our New Friend Pistachio!

2011-03-24T06:28:00.003-06:00

On Tuesday (March 22nd), we brought a new little friend into our home...
Pistachio!

Pistachio, the English Budgie

Artwork by Louisa

We are having fun holding Pistachio and getting used to her playful nibbles. She is right at home on our fingers, and especially loves to sit on our shoulders as we go about our daily activities.

Pistachio - still a baby, and just 7 weeks old - came to us well-trained and hand-raised from Lisa at West Point Aviary.

Pistachio is aptly named, and is turning out to be quite a fun little "nut"!

Family Dinner: Party Pasta

2011-03-23T06:58:00.002-06:00

Recipe from the Jones family.

1 lb. sweet Italian sausage
2 T. olive oil
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 28 ounce can Italian crushed tomatoes
1/2 t. red pepper flakes (I halve this)
1 T. dried basil (I double this)
1 C heavy cream
1/2 lb. Fontina cheese, grated (I used Gouda, it is cheaper than Fontina, and available at Costco)
1/4 Cup grated Romano Cheese
2 T. chopped fresh basil leaves
1 lb. Rigatoni, cooked "al dente" and drained
8 oz. fresh mushrooms, cut in quarters and sauteed in butter

In a heavy skillet, saute the sausage in olive oil until no longer pink, crumbling as it cooks. Add garlic. Cook one minute. Add tomatoes, red pepper flakes, and basil. Cover, cook for 10 minutes. Add heavy cream and Fontina cheese. Stir on low until cheese is melted. Place cooked pasta on serving platter. Top with sauce, sauteed mushrooms, grated Romano cheese, and chopped fresh basil.

Serves 8 (but I always double this and make two batches of sauce one at a time).

* Be careful that you get sweet or mild italian sausage because some is too spicy!

We serve this meal with a Caesar salad and bread sticks (made from frozen bread dough and dipped in butter and parmesan).

Models of Motherhood

2011-03-22T07:45:00.004-06:00

My mother and grandmothers have been the greatest influences and role models in my life.

My mother, Elaine Dalton, is currently serving as the General Young Women President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. As such, she has championed a return to virtue. She lives and teaches that at the very core of virtue is chastity and moral purity. She has said, "I believe that the disintegration of faith and families… are directly related to the lack of virtue in our society. And I believe that a return to virtue could save an entire nation.” She teaches that each girl is important, a daughter of God. She travels from nation to nation to teach and visit young women and their leaders. Her own virtuous life is a testament to young women all over world.

From my mother, I have learned that consistency in small things over time leads to great success. Because of her, I know that I can find strength to do work beyond my individual capacity by relying upon God for strength. I can teach these things I have learned to my daughters. I hope that from my example, they can know that the world does not define them; they can rise above moral pollution and live as befits daughters of God.

Another role model, my maternal grandmother, Emma Schwartz, is an unsung hero. Through her teenage years and beyond, she continuously cared for her mother, who suffered from a series of strokes that left her paralyzed and unable to speak. Later, she cared for her father who was also of ill health. She married and all too soon her husband died. She focused on raising her small children while also supporting her family by teaching school for 43 years. She is now in her 90th year. My grandmother’s life of service and her strength, even in times of struggle, are lessons I internalized as I cared for my husband throughout his recovery from a stroke.

My Grandma Dalton at age 92
My paternal grandmother, Jessie Dalton, lived a beautiful and full life. Yet, at a young age, when she was unprepared for great sorrow, my grandma lost a child – her only daughter Anna Jane, just after Anna’s first birthday. She wrote of this experience, “The only comfort comes from the knowledge that we will be united sometime, somewhere at the proper time.” In a similar manner, experiencing the loss of a child through stillbirth has helped me to understand better the eternal nature of families and that being a mother is a privilege beyond compare.

My role, as a daughter and granddaughter, is to pass this legacy to my children. It is my hope that I can lead my daughters Ella and Louisa down the same paths that stood before my mother and grandmothers – paths of virtue, service, education, courage and hope.

Because of those who have gone before me, I have learned that through motherhood I can affect the future.

Bumpa's Birthday!

2011-03-21T07:45:00.025-06:00

On Saturday, March 19th my dad turned 66 years old!
Below is a tribute from two of his adoring granddaughters:
Bumpa enjoying a BYU basketball victory on his birthday!
Louisa:
I love when Bumpa tells stories of when he was little. Like the time when he pointed at a magazine with a picture of a monkey and said, "That was me when I was a baby."

Ella:
I love that whenever he sees us, he says, "Hi, boys!"

Louisa:
When he tells stories, he says, "When I was a little girl..."

Ella:
Bumpa loves Gatorade!

Louisa:
And he is always willing to share the Gatorade!
That means he likes us the most. He is willing to share everything.

We look up to you, Bumps!
Ella:
Bumpa works so hard - especially in the yard.
I remember one day that we worked with him in the yard so much. Then the neighbors came by, so we worked in their yard too!
I bet the neighbors appreciated that!

Louisa:
When we give Bumpa a kiss, he wiggles air in his cheeks.
And when we push on his puffy cheek, the other one fills up!

I also like that Bumpa likes to hike in the mountains.
When I hike with Bumpa, it is really fun... because Bumpa is fun!

Ella:
I love that every morning Bumpa wakes up and runs - no matter what the weather is.
That keeps him energized and productive.

I love how much fun it is when we go to Cafe Rio together.

Louisa:
It is fun when he tells jokes.

Ella:
And I love his silly smile!

He is so much fun. He is the best "Bumps" ever.

Louisa:
I love my Bumpa.

We Believe in Teaparties!

2011-03-20T14:33:00.001-06:00

Imaginative play at its best -
sweet cousins Louisa and Alice!
March 19, 2011

Extra, Extra! Read All About It!

2011-03-19T13:41:00.011-06:00

Louisa brought this "newspaper" - created during free play - home from school on St. Patrick's Day.

The cover page:
"nespapre"
Newspaper

The headline news:
"Leprkos orr ril"
Leprechauns are real

I am amazed with the belief that can be fostered so simply in a child -- in this case utilizing 5 chocolate coins spread atop the kitchen counter and just a few drops of food coloring strategically placed (both in breakfast cups prior to the milk being poured as well as in the toilet water).

Singin' in the Rain!

2011-03-18T08:05:00.017-06:00

There is little that compares to the joy of being a child
and dancing in your pajamas amidst an early spring rainstorm!

Pictures and video captured earlier this week on the evening of March 16th, 2011

Favorite Book: The Heart's Journey

2011-03-17T08:54:00.003-06:00

I love the story told without words in the book “The Heart’s Journey” by Judy Pelikan. The illustrations depict a heart that encounters pain and suffering, yet finds the strength and capacity to heal.

This is a universal story of love, loss, and the growing process that leads to blooming in our barren places.

Experiencing broken hearts – including difficult times during which God can be near and tutor us – may actually help us keep our hearts open receptacles for God’s greenery. Our trials, large and small, can soften and refine us rather than harden and pull us away from the gifts of God.

God can open and transform our hearts. The scriptures read, “I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them an heart of flesh.” (Ezekiel 11:19)

We can each seek growth – at all times, and especially within difficult times – by opening our hearts to the seeds of healing, refining love.

Blast from the Past: Chicago Tribune Article

2011-03-16T08:27:00.007-06:00

In 2002, while living in Chicago, I was contacted by the Chicago Tribune and asked for information on Mormon women. Below are a excerpts from the article:

Perceptions of Mormon Women Miss the Mark, Some Experts Say
February 13, 2002. By Lisa Bertagnoli. Special to the Chicago Tribune.

With the Olympic spotlight on Salt Lake City, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is choosing to stay largely in the background. Some assume that's nothing new for the women of the church, but members and experts say that assumption is just one of many myths about Mormons.

"Mormons are a conventional, established religious group," says Rodney Stark, a University of Washington sociologist who has studied the church extensively but is not a Mormon himself.

Yet the church's strong focus on family skews the general population's perception of Mormon women. "The emphasis on family life is protective of women, and some feminists would say that limits their options," Stark says.

Here are some common perceptions about Mormon women and the reality behind those perceptions.

Perception: Mormon women are stay-at-home moms.

Reality: Tell that to Brigitte Madrian, 35, an associate professor of economics at the University of Chicago and the mother of two. "The biggest misconception about Mormon women is that we stay home with the kids and do what our husbands tell us to and that's our lot in life," says Madrian, who lives in Oak Park. Not so: Madrian has worked full time since finishing graduate school, taking only a few months off after the birth of her children.

For others it's a matter of choice, as it is for women who have the financial means to choose to stay home. Emi Edgley, who has a degree in business management, chooses to stay home with Ella, her 11-month-old daughter. "I had the difficult decision of continuing my career full time or taking care of the baby and I made the decision to stay at home," Edgley says. "It's a great privilege to have the ability to have childbearing and the work of family be my life's work."

Full text of the article can (still!) be found online here.

What I Find Most Fulfilling in Family Life as a Young Mother

2011-03-15T10:43:00.003-06:00

I find it fulfilling that, as a mother, I can further the work of God in quiet but significant ways.

We tend to tell the story of our lives in terms of exceptional events and big decisions, yet, frequently it is the commonplace, ordinary events that shape our lives and touch the sacred.

A few years ago – at Christmastime – we found ourselves as a family at the cemetery, wrapped warmly in coats. We were there to place a wreath on the grave of our first child, that of our daughter Eliza, who was stillborn. While at the cemetery, in the midst of birdsong and rays of sunshine – surrounded by the beauty of an ordinary day – Ella, (then 5 years old) scolded us with her wise-beyond-years wisdom for calling it a “grave.” She remarked: “It is not her grave; it is a door!”

Ella taught me that day to see life in a new way. Our lives can touch heaven more often than we realize. Children – like my daughters Ella and Louisa – know how close heaven, angels and our Heavenly Father are and have always been.

I remember another day when we were, as a family, sitting in Church. Louisa (then 2 ½ years old) flipped open the scriptures and was looking at them with great intent. I asked, “What are you doing?” and she replied, “Sending an email to Jesus.”

Email. Sunshine. Birdsong. Even graves. Elements like these within our mostly routine lives may be ways for us to discover divine fingerprints on the surface of each day. I believe that a common day can become a holy one.

I am grateful to be a wife and mother. It is in these divine roles that have I experienced my greatest challenges, utmost joys and most enduring fulfillment. I am learning – everyday – that joy resides less in the extraordinary things of life and more in recognizing God in the midst of the ordinary.

As a mother, I can experience days where – even in the midst of laundry, unpaid bills and spilled milk – I am conscious of miracles and I recognize them all around me, just like I notice the warm sun on my skin after a run of overcast days.
Through daily experiences as a mother my life is dotted with eternal instants – times where I glimpse into heaven and recognize the hand of God in the midst of my life.

As a mother, I am blessed with moments where heaven and earth intersect.

Superior!

2011-03-14T10:15:00.003-06:00

Both Louisa and Ella had the opportunity to participate in Federation at the University of Utah this weekend: Louisa on the violin and Ella playing the piano.

Louisa played two variations of "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" as well as "Lightly Row".

Ella played "The Acrobat" by Carolyn Miller and "Waltz" by Cornelius Gurlitt.

Many hours of practice paid off: both played beautifully and received "Superior" ratings for their performances.

Family Dinner: Crème Lasagne

2011-03-11T13:39:00.001-07:00

Crème Lasagne is one of our favorite "special occasion" family meals.

Remember, as you look through the ingredients, the ground turkey (healthy, right?) cancels out the not so low-fat abundance of cream and butter.

Crème Lasagne
from the kitchen of Courtney Zwick

Red Sauce:

1 ½ pounds ground turkey
2 jars spaghetti sauce (I often use Granato's pasta sauce, but Ragu works great too!)
1 pkg. fresh sliced mushrooms

Cook ground turkey and drain fat. Set aside. Sauté clean mushrooms in 1 tbsp. butter. In large saucepan, combine turkey, mushrooms and spaghetti sauce.

White Sauce:

1 stick butter
2 tbsp. flour
1 pint whipping cream

Bring butter and flour to a simmer on the stove. Do not let burn! Once the flour is dissolved into the butter, add the pint of whipping cream. Cook on med-high heat until white sauce has begun to thicken. Do not let boil!

Rest of Layering Ingredients:
1 pkg. No-Boil Barilla Lasagne noodles (thin & flat)
1 cup of shredded mozzarella cheese
½ cup fresh shaved or grated Parmesan cheese

Spray lasagne pan with Pam. Put a little of your red sauce in bottom so noodles don’t stick. Then begin layering in order from bottom to top:

1. No-Boil Barilla noodles (break in half if necessary to fit in pan)
2. Red meat sauce
3. White crème sauce
4. Mozzarella cheese (1/2 cup)
5. No-Boil Barilla noodles (break in half if necessary to fit in pan)
6. Red meat sauce
7. White crème sauce
8. Mozzarella cheese (1/2 cup)
9. No-Boil Barilla noodles (break in half if necessary to fit in pan)
10. Red meat sauce
11. White crème sauce
12. Fresh Parmesan cheese

Bake at 350 for 35 minutes until cheese begins to brown. Enjoy!

Favorite Book: The Country Bunny and the Little Gold Shoes

2011-03-10T09:46:00.010-07:00

This is a book I hold dear, not only because of childhood memories of reading it throughout the year (not just at Easter!), but also because of the lessons I have learned from the tale, among which are:

• Children Have a Profound Ability to Shoulder Responsibility: Mother Cottontail trains her children to be very responsible. She teaches them skills around the house and garden, and that each of them can do small things to make family life lovely. They are each sweet, polite and industrious, and valued members of the family.

• The Role of Parent is Pre-Eminent: I believe that the Country Bunny is chosen to be one of the 5 Easter Bunnies not in spite of her children, but because of her children. For a season, Cottontail “stopped thinking about hopping all over the world… and she took care of her babies.” The book relates that being a mother or father is of greatest importance, and can be a stepping stool in building our ability to achieve other goals (which will also bless the world).

• You Will Be Entrusted with Seemingly Impossible Tasks, But Aided in the Accomplishment of Those Duties: Cottontail grew up in humble circumstances and experienced the difficult work of parenting. As such, when chosen as the fifth Easter Bunny, she has the ability to understand and to feel to act for many, and yet also to make great efforts for the one – in this case, a lonely, sick child on a remote mountaintop. A difficult journey is entrusted to her. With great effort she makes it up the mountain, but then an accident happens and she tumbles down injuring her foot, just as the sun is about to rise. Before all hope is lost, she feels a tap on her shoulder from Grandfather Bunny, who commends her for her bravery and awards her Gold Shoes, which she places on her feet, enabling her to deliver the last egg of Easter!

I remember seeing, sitting upon the shelf in my mom and dad’s bathroom, a porcelain figurine: that of Mother Cottontail with 5 bunny babies in her arms and 16 babies swaddled in the bassinet. I loved to count them while mom braided my hair! And my mom would say, “Emi, motherhood prepares you for everything.” This is true (I know this because of my own mother’s example!).

May each of us strive to be wise, kind, swift, clever and brave.

***
My favorite illustrations as a child were those of Cottontail and her children lined up, as well as the great hall in Grandfather Bunny's castle with eggs piled against the walls. As a mother, my favorite illustrations are those which depict the ways in which Mother Bunny taught her children to work!

Two Cooks in the Kitchen

2011-03-06T21:52:00.032-07:00

I awoke from a peaceful Sunday nap to the sweet sounds of two little girls, arm deep in frothy bubbles. Dressed in aprons and dishcloth hairnets, Ella and Louisa were cleaning up ("just like all good cooks do!") after exercising their culinary creative juices.

Ella and Louisa excitedly sat Steve and I down at the counter and announced the creation of a new delicacy: green "from-scratch" pancakes topped with peanut butter and honey.

More delicious than the pancakes served were the sweet smiles of two darling girls - who had worked together to feed our family.

Motherhood as an Opportunity to "See Beyond"

2011-02-22T06:39:00.005-07:00

On Friday, February 18th I had the opportunity to visit the Utah State Capitol and meet with Utah's Governor, Gary R. Herbert. There, he presented me as "2011 Young Mother" representing American Mothers (americanmothers.org) in the state of Utah.

Governor Herbert spoke profoundly of motherhood as an opportunity to "see beyond" -- as a way to see beyond present circumstances, beyond our own lives into the future.

The event was held in the State Reception Room, also known as the Gold Room. The Governor told us that this room was created to honor motherhood and Utah's mothers -- the jewels of our state. The ceiling is adorned with a beautiful mural "Children at Play,” by Lewis Shettle.

Louisa and Ella both had the opportunity
to introduce themselves to Governor Herbert.
Just after this picture was taken, I waved my parents and my mother and father-in-law over to be in a picture with us. As I did so, I accidentally hit Louisa - hard - in the face. She immediately started to cry and I thought, "How appropriate! Here I am being honored as a mother: I've just hit my child, she is crying and pictures are being taken by a professional photographer."

Utah State Senate Floor

2011-02-21T07:05:00.005-07:00

In addition to meeting with Governor Herbert, I was honored (along with Utah Mother of the Year, Sally Olsen) on the Senate floor.

A picture taken by our friend
Dan Liljenquist, State Senator representing Davis County.

The Senate allowed me the opportunity to give an impromptu speech (!!!).

The audio recording of that speech is found online at:
http://www.le.state.ut.us/asp/audio/index.asp?Sess=2011GS&Day=26&Bill=&House=S

You can click on "Part 1" (in the upper left-hand corner) to download the proceedings. If you advance to approximately 1:40:47, you can then hear my minute and a half of "fame and glory".

My remarks (cleaned up a bit and posted here for the sake of posterity), were:

"Thank you for having us here. We just came from meeting with the Governor where he spoke so profoundly about motherhood as a way to see beyond - as a way to see beyond present circumstances, as a way to see beyond our own lives and into the future.

After that meeting, we gathered together for pictures. I waved my parents and my mother and father-in-law over to perhaps be in a picture with the Governor. As I did so, I accidentally hit - hard - my daughter Louisa in the face. She immediately started to cry and I thought, 'How appropriate! Here I am being honored as a mother: I've just hit my child, she is crying and pictures are being taken by a professional photographer.'

Motherhood moments are often just like that. I've experienced many of those. I've experienced the sorrows, and I have experienced the great joys. I am so grateful for my daughters Ella and Louisa, as well as my daughter Eliza, who was stillborn, who leads the way for our family. I am thankful for my husband Steve - without him I would not be a mother. He is one of the greatest blessings in my life.

Thank you for being here today. Thank you for seeing beyond corporate life into public life -- the life of the community. Thank you for honoring us with your dedication of time and commitment on our behalf, as you make decisions that will benefit us today and beyond."

Now I am Six...

2011-02-16T22:45:00.037-07:00

When I was One, I had just begun.
When I was Two, I was nearly new.
When I was Three I was hardly me.
When I was Four, I was not much more.
When I was Five, I was just alive.
But now I am Six, I'm as clever as clever,
So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.
A.A. Milne

Louisa celebrated her 6th birthday today!

Louisa loved waking to the birthday banner hung in her bedroom, and enjoyed eating breakfast in bed. This year, her special requests were homemade scones and honey butter with fresh berries and an orange julius.

After school, we ventured, along with two of Lulu's sweet friends, to lunch at Noodles & Co. and then to paint pottery at Color Me Mine.

Our sweet girl was thrilled to learn that she will soon have the opportunity to care for a little bird - a recently hatched baby budgie. She was also thrilled with the gift of a few new books. Louisa is so excited about reading!

Our Plans for Valentine's Day

2011-02-12T20:48:00.002-07:00

Come join us!

Louisa's French Playlet

2011-02-11T22:38:00.008-07:00

Louisa was thrilled that her Nanna could attend her Kindergarten program today, where the classes presented a short - but oh so sweet - French Playlet.

My favorite part was the song, "Merci":

Golden Birthday!

2011-02-11T17:37:00.060-07:00

Ella celebrated her "golden birthday"... she turned 10 on the 10th of February!
We cherish the gift of Ella's life and love seeing her grow.

Ella's favorite gift came from her daddy: it is a golden bracelet adorned with sweet flowers.

As part of the days festivities, Ella enjoyed:

* Breakfast in bed (her pick of scones & honey butter along with bacon and orange juice),
* Lunch away from school (at her restaurant of choice: Noodles&Co.),
* Pink frosted brownies shared as a class treat, and
* A very special pioneer party at the Lion House.

Ella loved blowing out all 10 candles on her cake!

At the conclusion of the birthday party, the Lion House hostess said, "Ella it is now time for me to present you with a gift! I would like you to choose either a stuffed lion or one of the china dolls sitting on the mantle." To this Ella responded, "Oh no, I couldn't take either! I have been spoiled too much. I don't need another thing." After much coercion, Ella was finally willing to bring a doll home. As the years pass, when I see it upon her shelf, I will be reminded of this sweet girl and her special day.

Utah Young Mother, 2011

2011-02-06T06:50:00.003-07:00

Yesterday I was selected to represent American Mothers Inc. (americanmothers.org) as the "Utah Young Mother of the Year" for 2011. I am humbled by the opportunity and looking forward to representing this great organization in the coming year.

An Exemplary Life

2011-02-03T07:16:00.003-07:00

Emma in 1933 at age 12

Today my cute Grandma, Emma Martin Schwartz, is 90 years old! Her life of service and strength - even in times of struggle - is one I hope to emulate.

I had the opportunity to compile photos from her life as well as messages from my parents, siblings, aunt and uncles and cousins into a beautiful book which we will present to her today. It has been so touching to see the impact that one good woman can have on generations.

A Letter to my Grandma on the Occasion of her 90th Birthday

2011-02-02T10:38:00.005-07:00

Sweet Grandma,

For Thanksgiving this year, I made a beautiful lemon meringue pie – my first. I worked for hours to roll the crust, cook the custard and whip the egg whites. After hours of work, my pie was complete. And it was beautiful! I felt so proud of myself, and knew I would be the hit of Thanksgiving dinner. A few hours later, I proudly cut into my masterpiece… only to find that the custard had turned to soup. And although the pie tasted great, it just did not measure up to the ideal in my mind.

Now step back in time just a few years to the scene of my darling Grandmother arriving for Thanksgiving dinner. You are dressed to the nines with a homemade cheese ball, soda for the grandkids, and peanut butter kiss cookies packaged neatly in a Nordstrom box. In addition, you have come prepared with almost a dozen homemade pies of great variety: chocolate cream, banana cream, and pecan. And yes, even a perfect lemon meringue pie or two!

It is no wonder that I had a difficult time measuring up on Thanksgiving, with my meringue pie in hand, to the ideal. It is because that ideal is you. You are the ideal woman, and the ideal grandma. Not only are your pies amazing, your life’s work is a masterpiece.

I have been raised knowing that I was named after you. I will live my whole life trying to become the kind of woman that you are.

Grandma, you are my hero. Through your teenage years and beyond, you continuously cared for and served your mother, who suffered from a series of strokes that left her paralyzed and unable to speak. Later, you cared for your father who was also of ill health. You were a star student, an officer at Utah State Univeristy and a beauty queen. You married Grandpa and found great joy raising your children. But all too soon
your husband died. Yet, instead of wallowing grief (even though I am sure you could have “cried a bathtub full”), you went to work: focusing on raising your small children while also supporting your family by teaching school for 43 years.

Your life of service and your strength – even in times of struggle – are lessons I internalized when I faced the death of our stillborn daughter Eliza. And your example guided me when I cared for Steve throughout his recovery from a stroke.

Thank you Grandma, for teaching me by example how to cherish the inherent joy in life, and how to push through difficult times.

You have so many talents, gifts and abilities, which you freely share. You have always made me feel so important and so loved. You have lived a beautiful life – one worthy of emulation.

I love you dearly. Happy birthday, sweet Grandma. May you find great joy in all the remaining days of your well-lived life.

Love,
Emi

The Most Expensive Song in the Whole World

2011-01-26T22:12:00.005-07:00

After more that a year of concerted effort, Louisa has officially passed off her Twinkles!

Tonight she participated in Suzuki graduation, alongside her cousin Caroline and friend Lydia.

I think Louisa's favorite part of the evening may have been the impromptu dramatic performances which occurred on stage following the violin playing!

Random Act of Kindness

2011-01-23T21:45:00.006-07:00

Tonight we hosted the Parleys First Ward Priesthood Preview at our home. During the tender testimony of Susan Pynes, Ella walked out of the living room and down the hall. Frustrated that she would leave at all - let alone while someone was sharing heart-felt comments - I was prepared to give her "the eye" when she returned. She came back swiftly and prior to returning to her seat, handed a box of tissues to Susan.

This kind act, which none of the others had thought of performing, melted my heart, and turned my eyes to tears of gratitude rather than scolding looks. I am blessed to mother such a caring child.

Backyard Skate!

2011-01-03T20:04:00.000-07:00

We had the opportunity today to enjoy the handiwork of our good friends (and industrious neighbors), who are thriving amidst the spell of cold weather that has hit Salt Lake. They have spent countless hours creating a beautiful Zamboni-worthy homemade ice skating ring in their backyard.

The girls loved skating today with their friends, and Ella especially enjoyed conquering one of her fears. After skating, Ella remarked, "You built quite a bit of confidence in me!" And Louisa said, "I love that you letted us play on your ice rink."

Adventures in Snow Shoveling

2010-12-31T17:54:00.013-07:00

As a young child, I owned a business with my brothers. Every morning during the winter months, we would wake early, bundle up in our warmest snow gear, and stomp through the neighborhood with shovels in hand and moon-boots on our feet.

This afternoon, Louisa caught a bit of that same "entrepreneurial spirit" as she worked to her heart's content shoveling both our driveway and our sidewalks clear of the freshly fallen snow. Her technique may need a bit of polishing (in order to avoid a sore back in the future), yet her intent was 100% pure.

Merry Christmas from our Neck of the Woods

2010-12-10T20:40:00.003-07:00

Sisters Make Life Beautiful

2010-11-28T21:23:00.005-07:00

by Ella

Sisters are fun-loving companions.
Sisters are on-the-go laughing boxes.
Sisters are silly little girls.
Sisters are friends forever.
Sisters are always there when we need them.
Sisters know that there is always room for silliness.
Sisters make batches of fun cakes.
Sisters love to dance together.
Sisters are the best at filling up the room with sweetness.
Sisters dream of becoming mommies and rocking a little baby to sleep.
Sisters make life full of flowers.
Sisters make fairy leaf cakes.
Sisters build snowmen together.
Sisters shower each other with hugs and kisses.
Sisters make life beautiful.
I am so thankful for my little sister.

Ella's Warm Fuzzy: Singing her Testimony

2010-10-31T21:25:00.002-06:00

Last year President Thomas S. Monson, president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was asked what he would like for his birthday. He answered "Find someone who is having a hard time or is ill or lonely, and do something for him or her.”

Some Children, after hearing President Monson say this, started a "warm fuzzies jar". Each time they did something good for another person they were able to put a warm fuzzy in the jar. They kept going until the jar was full.

This year in our Primary, we are doing the same. Each week, children as assigned to report on their experiences of "doing good."

As a result, today Ella shared this thought in Primary:
"I sing in the International Children's Choir. A few weeks ago, I was able to perform at the Church Office Building for a number of delegates from around the world. As we entered, we saw a table full of Book of Mormons in each of the native languages of the delegates. I hope that my gift of song will plant a desire for each delegate to read the Book of Mormon, and know of the happiness that the gospel brings."

The following video "What Have I Done for Someone Today" provides additional insight:

First Day of School

2010-09-09T21:57:00.043-06:00

Both girls just outside the door
to a new year of learning.
This year, for the first time, both Ella and Louisa will be attending the same school! They are both so excited to see each other on the playground and in the hallways.

I, on the other hand, am not sure how I feel about my little girls growing older, bigger and more independent. I have loved the time we have spent together this summer and am not ready to see such a good thing end!

Ella seems to "know the ropes" and is willing to share her comfort level with school with Louisa. And Louisa, lacking such "expertise" has leaned on Ella for guidance (as well as hand-me-down shirts and socks!).

So, when the noon dismissal of Kindergarten came, I anxiously awaited the visual report of Louisa's first day...

...and her smile says it all: Success!

Your Golden Star

2010-09-05T09:02:00.002-06:00

by Louisa

You have a golden star inside of you; it helps you shine bright and be happy. You also have a golden seed inside of you. The seed grows and grows and grows so it is big. Know what that is? That's the Holy Ghost.

Today I learned about paying tithing. I know it is kind of hard, but we have our money to spend and save. I really want some special crayons that are from a different country that are not small but that you can write with, just like normal crayons.

When you are a little baby and you are in heaven, Jesus is protecting you. He never gets mad at you.

Once I saw a baby duck. It was really soft, but I didn't hold it. But it made me think about the seed and the star. That made me think about all of the times when I listen to my mom and I feel warm inside.

2011 Teton Favorites

2010-08-04T20:40:00.006-06:00

A few of our favorite pictures from the time spent this summer in our absolute favorite place on earth. We were fortunate to be able to share our vacation with most of the Dalton family!

DesignMom: A Stillbirth Story from Emi Edgley

2010-05-13T10:51:00.018-06:00

Today I am sharing my experience with stillbirth at DesignMom.
You can view the post here (as well as below).

Just before our one-year wedding anniversary, my husband Steve and I moved to Chicago where my husband would attend Medical School. Not long after moving, we excitedly phoned home to our parents to relate the news: “We’re going to have a baby!” Through months of anticipation, every preparation was made in for our baby’s arrival. Dresses were hung in the closet, blankets were carefully embroidered, and quilts were pieced. Little onesies and socks were folded neatly and placed in the dresser. The dresser was refinished, the cradle was readied, the room was painted. Most importantly, we had worked to ready our hearts by cultivating feelings of love and harmony in our home.

However, after 8 months of pregnancy, I stopped feeling my baby’s movements. We were shocked to learn that even before being born, our baby girl (whom we named Eliza) had died.

When Eliza stopped living, I felt like a large part of me died with her. I had many questions — Why did I lose my child if I had been living a life that I believed made me capable of being a caring mother? Why did this turn out so differently than I envisioned? In times of sorrow, I found hope in this scripture: “Believe in God; believe that he is, and that he created all things, both in heaven and in earth; believe that he has all wisdom, and all power, both in heaven and in earth; believe that man doth not comprehend all the things which the Lord can comprehend.”

The loss of our beautiful baby taught me many lessons. As I internalized the loving truth that our Father in Heaven sent His Son to die for us, I learned the depth of a parent’s love. In the years that followed the death and birth of our daughter, Steve and I grew stronger together as a couple. We continued on, but it was difficult — there were still a lot of tender moments when I yearned to hold and teach my lost baby.

Our joy was immeasurable when, a few years later, we finally welcomed our precious newborn daughter Ella Jayne into our family. The first night after giving birth, I tried to rest, but I couldn’t sleep. I kept my baby with me. The nurses couldn’t believe that I had not utilized any of the pain medications offered for post-delivery pains. But I did not feel any pain, just pure joy! I counted her fingers and toes. I fed her. Steve and I held her, talked to her and rocked her. I was so grateful to hear her cries. I felt profoundly the need to protect her, love her and teach her. I continue to feel this! Ella is now 9 years old — and she lights up our lives! Being a mother is truly a gift of the greatest proportions.

A few years passed and we found ourselves longing for another child and for a sibling and playmate for Ella. We found ourselves seeking pregnancy through fertility treatments and procedures. Miraculously (and much to our delight!), I eventually became pregnant.

Week after week of my pregnancy, I had helplessly watched as conditions worsened, amniotic fluid levels dropped and the baby’s growth declined. Because of my past experiences, I knew her life was not in my hands, yet I greatly feared losing another baby. After a 6-week period of bed rest, I was admitted to the hospital for monitoring. We rejoiced when Louisa Kate was born healthy. Just like Ella, she arrived 5 weeks early and weighed 5 lbs. 2 ounces. Louisa is now 5 years old. She is lively and fun and unpredictable! I count her life and her addition to our home as one of my greatest blessings.

Helen Keller taught, “The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome. The hilltop hour would not be half so wonderful if there were no dark valleys to traverse.”

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Facts About Stillbirth (A stillbirth is a pregnancy loss after 20 weeks in which the baby dies before birth):
- Worldwide, 4.5 million stillbirths occur each year. 12,000 women deliver a stillborn each day. (World Health Organization)
- In the U.S., of the 4 million births a year, there are 26,000 stillbirths. 70 women deliver a stillborn each day. (National Institutes of Health)
- Stillbirths per year roughly equal all infant deaths during first year of life. (Centers for Disease Control and Prevention)
- 60% of fetal deaths happen after 28 weeks gestation. The majority of stillbirths occur at or near full term.
- Many stillbirths at term happen in otherwise healthy, low-risk pregnancies.
- Medical research supports kick counting as an effective and reliable way to screen fetal well-being during the third trimester in both low- and high-risk pregnancies. If problems are detected in time, intervention may be initiated to prevent stillbirth.

Ella's Solo

2010-03-24T21:03:00.004-06:00

Ella sings "Sleep Baby Sleep" for Carden's 3rd Grade Country Fair.

Good News!

2010-03-04T21:47:00.001-07:00

Our home is under contract, with a closing date of May 6th. We feel blessed and so very grateful to have proceeded to this point so quickly.

Yet, we tearfully will be moving. Oh, how we will miss this home! We have loved living here and creating spaces that perfectly have met the needs of our family. We have loved being part of this community of friends as well as part of our wonderful ward.

We will, however, be staying in the neighborhood. We will be just 4 streets away (a hop, skip and a jump!), and hope -- regardless of location -- to continue to forge close bonds with our dear friends near and far.

We're Selling our Home

2010-02-28T21:43:00.001-07:00

For more information, jump on over to 2110wyomingstreet.blogspot.com

Read the Book of Mormon

2009-11-22T09:48:00.006-07:00

I taught Relief Society today, referencing Elder Holland's "Safety for the Soul" conference talk. I challenged the sisters of our Relief Society to start today reading the Book of Mormon. At a pace of less than 2 chapters per day, you can read the entire book, finishing just prior to Easter.

Below is the handout, if you would like to take part!

Thanksgiving Interfaith Devotional

2009-11-18T10:01:00.000-07:00

I Will be Presenting at the American Mothers Mini-Conference

2009-10-14T17:55:00.010-06:00

Motherhood conference to honor Barbara Hales
By Jennie Christensen

Oct 14, 2009
Cache Valley Daily News

"Camp Motherhood." That's the theme for the American Mothers, Inc. of Cache Valley's 20th annual mini-conference. The mini-conference will be held Saturday, October 17th from 9 a.m. to 12 noon at the Providence Stake Center in River Heights.

This year's keynote speaker is Ann Monson Dibb, current counselor in the General Young Women Presidency of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints. There are also three motherhood and family workshops presented by Emi Dalton Edgley, Jane Ward and Michelle Hunsaker.

A special tribute will be made to the late Barbara Hales and her lifelong devotion to childrens books. The event is free and women of all ages are invited.

"We'll have a special table set up in her honor of all of her favorite books," Weese said. "She was the Mother Teresa of Cache Valley, I really believe she had such an influence on so many mothers and she inspired us all to love good books and she made those available to us."

There is a suggested donation of $3 for the continental breakfast. There will be displays ranging from gift-giving suggestions and meal planning to children's photography ideas and holiday decorating.

Hello Spring!

2009-03-31T15:49:00.004-06:00

Image from Sarahjanestudios.com/blog
One of our favorite elements of the early days of spring (even those like today where snow is layered upon our daffodil blooms and tulip starts), are the sweet sounds we hear piping down our chimney.

Each year that we have lived in our Utah home (now 5 and counting), we have been graced with a family of birds that nests atop, or perhaps inside, our chimney. First the mother builds the nest, and lays the eggs, then eventually the sounds grow as baby chicks hatch and are nourished. The chicks love to tweet throughout the day. And the pipes of our chimney enhance the sound so that we can hear it throughout the entire upstairs!

This year especially, the nest-building occurring atop our roof is a sweet reminder of the ways in which Steve and I are working to build our nest and enhance the sweet sounds emanating from the protective walls of our springtime cottage.

First Day of Spring

2009-03-20T22:17:00.000-06:00

Today was a beautiful day for many reasons: one being that on this first day of spring, together, Ella, Steve and I attended the 4th session of the Draper Temple Dedication.

We sat in the Celestial Room (thanks to our brother-in-law Monte) at the foot of the prophets.

About the experience Ella said, "I even got to shake President Monson's hand! He sought me out from the other side of the room, he asked me my name, and he told me I was beautiful. I want to remember this moment. During the dedication, I could hear more than I could see; meaning there was only a choir of 30, but we could hear thousands singing beautifully. And the Hallelujah shout was great because you could really feel the Spirit. Today I learned that temples always are peaceful places and the Spirit of God can come and attend with us."

Ella's Baptism: Our Favorite Pictures

2009-03-10T19:12:00.002-06:00

We are Blessed Beyond Measure

2009-03-09T15:06:00.000-06:00

March 8th, 2009 was a beautiful day for a darling girl to be baptized.

You're Invited to Ella's Baptism

2009-02-25T21:48:00.000-07:00

The Lights at Temple Square

2008-12-30T10:06:00.000-07:00

As seen on December 28th, 2008.

Christmas Day 2008

2008-12-29T09:57:00.000-07:00

Snuggling in bed before opening presents.

Spending the morning with Grandma and Grandpa.

Opening presents!

Christmas Eve 2008

2008-12-28T15:19:00.005-07:00

We enjoyed a wonderful dinner and evening at the Dalton's this Christmas eve.

These night-before Christmas festivities felt complete. We loved being with baby Annabel and baby Jonah to celebrate their first Christmas', and we anxiously await the arrival of Chad and Lizzie's baby girl (whose expected arrival is imminent!).
The nativity re-enacted: complete with angels (Ella and Louisa),
Mary (Caroline) and Joseph (Zach) and a sweet baby lamb (Annabel).
Not pictured: the cutest baby cow ever (Jonah).

Present opening: each of the girls received a talking Marie doll.
(Don't mind my 2 second sigh in the video... it is so fun to have girls!)

They love the dolls, and the packaging too!

Service Breakfast

2008-12-23T10:28:00.003-07:00

Ella and Louisa with
"someone dressed up as Santa"
Saturday, Dec. 29th, 2008

A wonderful tradition in the Parley's 5th Ward again occurred last Saturday. Each year our Ward gathers prior to Christmas to celebrate with breakfast, a visit from Santa, and most importantly, a gathering of gifts purchased for families in need. Through these unified efforts, Christmas was provided for 8 families. This year, we also donated items to complete 100 school kits for children in impoverished areas. This is a testament to me of the good we can do when we unify our efforts and gather together with great love.

The Nativity

2008-12-23T10:15:00.006-07:00

by Louisa

Louisa's drawing of the nativity scene, complete with the baby Jesus, Mary and Joseph, 2 wise men (each with their own prominent features: one a nose, the other ears), a shepherd and lamb, the hills surrounding Bethlehem and an angel.

Visiting with the Real Santa

2008-12-21T15:33:00.004-07:00

Ella: "I was a little afraid, and a little excited to meet Santa. I knew he was real because he has a map of the stars inside of his cape to guide him on his journey. I told him that my classmates saw his sleigh flying during recess. He said his sleigh was parked with his reindeer in Park City! I sat on his lap and told him I want the Corolle Marie doll."

Louisa: "It was so cool, because I didn't know that Santa was really real. It was very fun to see him. If we didn't see him I would think that Santa was not real. I knew that he was real because sometimes there are people that dress up as Santa and they say "ho, ho, ho" but really they are not Santa. I see their faces and they are almost like a bee (that goes buzz). He was at the Children's Hour. It is a place where Lizzie is. She works. She comes at night. I told him I want a baby pony pinkie-pie (I will name her Abby) for Christmas."