My Instagrammed Week


It been a busy week. One of the things that I love about Instagram, besides the awesome filters, is that I can keep track of the big and little things that happnen in my life. It’s fun to look back and see what you did. Sometimes, we rush through it and not realize what even happened.

Here’s a recap of my week:



Last week Saturday was a memorable day. We didn’t actually get married last week Saturday, but we did celebrate our 17th wedding anniversary. We went out the night before with the kids and enjoyed a fun evening together.


Besides giving talks in Sacrament, we had people over for dinner . . . . . a new tradition we are trying to adopt monthly.



Monday afternoon, I found my kiddos huddled up in front of the laptop. When questioned what they were watching, the kids laughed and said they were watching the top 5 deaths of Disney movies.

What?! Where is your mother?




Tuesday, Coconut #4 and I worked on his Heritage Belt Loop for Cub Scouts. Did you know they sell mini-projects boards. I thought they were so cool.



Wednesday, I was up bright and early, ready to go  back to running after being absent for about 2 weeks. Proud to report, that I was in the zone, and was able to run non-stop for my whole 5 minute session . . . . . just kidding. It was 25 mins. Baby steps.

Later in the evening, my younger coconuts and I were locked out of the house. So to pass the time, while we waited for someone to come with a key, we played a game I used to play when I was 9. In Tonga we called it, “Moa”, basically a Tongan version of Jacks.


Capturing a motherhood moment for my friend @BellaBeanphoto. If you are interested in joining this cute photo challenge, see details here.


Date night on Friday with my hubby: shopping followed by a movie. Love that one-on-one time to catch-up and relax from the week.

Tell me . . .



They Won’t Listen!

I was watching some home videos of my coconuts, and I noticed something that they’re doing. I need to have a good talk with them about it. I knew one day they would do it, but I didn’t expect them to do it so soon and so fast. Here I’ll show you what I’m talking about.
This is my oldest then.

This is her now. She’s turning into a young, confident lady. Someone please tell her to stop, because that means one day she’ll leave me.

This is my second born then.

Look at him now (does anyone have a tissue?).

My third coconut.

Need I say more. Maybe if I make her brownies everyday, she’ll stay with me forever.

My fourth coconut. He was youngest for seven years.

Now look at him. It’s so not fair.

My youngest coconut.

This is him now. At least one of them is listening.

Easter Weekend

Easter weekend was a busy one. We went from one activity to another, and I have the messy house to prove it. Instead of exposing you to that, I’ll just share a little of what we did, it was a little less messy. We were invited by our friends to come share in some Easter fun.

When we arrived, I immediately took note that there was a lot of this.

There were a few of these hopping around.

Everyone had brought a different version of those.

There was a lot of carrying of him.

Then we got to eat lots of these.

And find a lot of those.

There were A LOT of those. (Psst, behind you.)

We had to refuel, so we ate of lot of this.

And called it a day so we could go home and give those cheeks a lot of kisses.


Hope your Easter was just as fun!

(Sniff, Sniff)

Me and March, we don’t mix. The winds pick up (which I am thankful for), but along with it comes something. I don’t know what exactly, but IT’s something, and I want IT to go away. Whatever IT is, makes my nose protest, my eyes have a fit, and my mouth throw a tantrum of itchiness. I tried to write IT a letter on FB, but it didn’t respond. So rude. Maybe next time I should say “please”.  I guess you could say that this is one of those personal “prices I pay” for living here (sniff, sniff).

Anyhoo, while I have been sitting in bed frowning and getting to know the Costco brand of toilet paper real well, I was still able to find things that made me smile despite the March-Madness going on with my otolaryngeal pathways.

It’s just automatic with him.

I think this would make any woman smile.

(Sniff, sniff) That’s from tears of joy. (Sniff, sniff) That’s from my allergies.

I don’t encourage my children to play on the computer, but it was school work, and they were taking turns.

While hearing my daughter playing the piano makes me smile, seeing coconut#5’s  little face in the background made me laugh.

Brothers wrestling. Baby coconut won this round.

He knows he’s boss.

Go now. I’m sure there are scenes in your house that will make you smile right now. (Sniff, sniff).

Seven Years

I’ve got a ton of things to do, but I can’t resist. It’s been seven years since I’ve had a little person around and I didn’t realize how much I missed it. I often find myself on all fours, making funny faces and speaking in high-pitched tones. It makes me smile. Oh yeah, and him too.

My first four coconuts came one right after the other. I love each one of them, and remember loving my time with them when they were this fun-size.  After a seven year gap, we had one more to add to the mix. I can’t say that it hasn’t been a challenge, but I’ve certainly learned to enjoy every moment of it. A lot of people were quite honest in telling me how crazy I was for having one more, especially when I had achieved that benchmark of “no kids at home”. I don’t think so. I think I’m just lucky.

Seven years made me be a better mom. I think the Lord knew I’d have a nervous breakdown if I had had my baby two years later instead of seven.

I LOVE that I get to take a break from my everyday chores to enjoy my littlest coconut. I’ve decided that seven is my lucky number.