Friday, December 10, 2010

BAHA

Dexter got a BAHA (bone anchored hearing aid) softband to trial over the Christmas break. I was convinced by our new hearing impaired teacher, that we should try it out and I'm glad that we did. Dexter LOVES it! The first time that I put it on him at home, I whispered his name on his left side and he looked up at me with the biggest smile and brightest eyes that were screaming "I HEARD YOU MOM!" He gets so excited that he is hearing that he messes with the little box and head band, which makes it squeal, which then freaks him out, which then makes him rip it off.

Ya, we're still getting used to it.

Today, however, I put it on him and when I pulled it out, he hopped off the couch, ran over to me, and said "hi" over and over again while pointing at the box. I think in his little mind, he has associated it as being like a telephone (he'll do the same thing with the phone). He knows that he hears with it. He was so excited to wear it, he would hardly hold still long enough for me to put it on him. But I got it on and he actually wore it for about 30-45 minutes! I think the band bother's him, and I don't blame him. It is a velcro strap and isn't very comfortable. If we do get our own, I'll have to figure out a new band for it.



Our stylin' Dexter sporting his BAHA softband. He's just a little excited about it :)

The BAHA

The clip that is attached to the BAHA and then to his shirt so we don't lose it when it comes off.


Go here and learn a little bit more about it. We are trialing the BAHA Intenso by Cochlear on a softband.

Friday, November 19, 2010

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

I have grown to love gingerbread. Seriously. I love it. Not to eat, but to make houses with. I may have gone overboard this year, but it was worth every minute of it. I made 6 houses and 1 biplane (my boy is spoiled, what can I say). We had a gingerbread house decorating event at our house last Saturday with some of Ashton's pharmacy friends. Emily couldn't make it unfortunatley, but we saved her a house that she decorated on her own time. We had soup, Christmas music, Christmas decor (yes, decor), Christmas movies, and the wonderful aroma of gingerbread. It was a great way to kick off the holidays!

The houses were supposed to all have chimneys but I couldn't decide where to put them and Dexter kept eating the pieces. He has octopus arms, I swear. He would reach on the table and grab a piece, then run to the living room and start munching. All I would hear was "mmmmmm". Such a silly boy.

When we took the houses in to be set up, we asked if they could stay together and be a village. I hope it worked out. Ashton called it Keefner's Fantasy Pharmacy Land Creighton Pharmacy Class of 2013. I don't get it, but Ashton assured me it was funny.

All my hard work drying out.

Karen and Ashton



Julie, Ashlee, and Bailey

Ashton's house "Attempt #6"

Our candy supplyKaren and Ethan
Alex and Dexter enjoying all the candy they could sneak

Hard at workKevin and Alex
The girls' finished products
Me working on my plane
Ta da!
The plane is named "I'll Be Home for Christmas"

I can't wait for the display. When we delivered all of them, we got a sneak peak, and let me tell you, there are some amazing and crazy talented people.

*Sorry it isn't a competition Ashlee. Maybe we can figure something out for next year ;)

Monday, November 15, 2010

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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Just To Record It

President Monson told this story at the General RS Broadcast Meeting. It was beautiful. It made me cry.

"A classic account of judging by appearance was printed in a national magazine many years ago. It is a true account—one which you may have heard but which bears repeating.

A woman by the name of Mary Bartels had a home directly across the street from the entrance to a hospital clinic. Her family lived on the main floor and rented the upstairs rooms to outpatients at the clinic.

One evening a truly awful-looking old man came to the door asking if there was room for him to stay the night. He was stooped and shriveled, and his face was lopsided from swelling—red and raw. He said he’d been hunting for a room since noon but with no success. “I guess it’s my face,” he said. “I know it looks terrible, but my doctor says it could possibly improve after more treatments.” He indicated he’d be happy to sleep in the rocking chair on the porch. As she talked with him, Mary realized this little old man had an oversized heart crowded into that tiny body. Although her rooms were filled, she told him to wait in the chair and she’d find him a place to sleep.

At bedtime Mary’s husband set up a camp cot for the man. When she checked in the morning, the bed linens were neatly folded and he was out on the porch. He refused breakfast, but just before he left for his bus, he asked if he could return the next time he had a treatment. “I won’t put you out a bit,” he promised. “I can sleep fine in a chair.” Mary assured him he was welcome to come again.

In the several years he went for treatments and stayed in Mary’s home, the old man, who was a fisherman by trade, always had gifts of seafood or vegetables from his garden. Other times he sent packages in the mail.

When Mary received these thoughtful gifts, she often thought of a comment her next-door neighbor made after the disfigured, stooped old man had left Mary’s home that first morning. “Did you keep that awful-looking man last night? I turned him away. You can lose customers by putting up such people.”

Mary knew that maybe they had lost customers once or twice, but she thought, “Oh, if only they could have known him, perhaps their illnesses would have been easier to bear.”

After the man passed away, Mary was visiting with a friend who had a greenhouse. As she looked at her friend’s flowers, she noticed a beautiful golden chrysanthemum but was puzzled that it was growing in a dented, old, rusty bucket. Her friend explained, “I ran short of pots, and knowing how beautiful this one would be, I thought it wouldn’t mind starting in this old pail. It’s just for a little while, until I can put it out in the garden.”

Mary smiled as she imagined just such a scene in heaven. “Here’s an especially beautiful one,” God might have said when He came to the soul of the little old man. “He won’t mind starting in this small, misshapen body.” But that was long ago, and in God’s garden how tall this lovely soul must stand!"
Adapted from Mary Bartels, “The Old Fisherman,” Guideposts, June 1965, 24–25

To read the rest of his talk go here. I just wanted this story.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Happy Halloween!

Ashton had to work the night of our ward's trunk-or-treat so we had to change our costume plans. So this is what I came up with...

Curious George and the Mom in the Yellow Hat. I made Dexter's complete outfit. Shirt, pants, shoes, hat, and I made my yellow hat. It turned out pretty cute and fit Dex perfectly. He loves Curious George.

*In the picture with his tongue sticking out, he is saying banana. He says it with his tongue out and I love it!

Liberty Trip Day 2

At Liberty Jail, we picked up a map with GPS coordinates to other church history related sites. So we scrapped our plans on going to Kansas City, and decided to take the scenic route home.

Our first stop was the grave of Hiram Page. Just a random spot on the side of the road. He was one of the eight witness to the Book of Mormon.

Next Stop, David Whitmer's grave. It took us a while to find it but we did.
While in Richmond, where the Whitmers were buried/lived, we found the location for where David Whitmer's Livery Stable once was. It is now just a trashy shed for some business, not picture worthy. We also found the old pioneer cemetery in Richmond that the church has a monument at.
Each side says different things about the Book of Mormon, Joseph Smith, and the 3 witnesses.
A lot of Whitmers are buried here. The markers are now cemented down for preservation. From what I remember, this little park was kinda trashy and unkempt until the church finally took over it's care. Some are sporadically spread out and those are in the originally found spot. There is a section in the middle of head stones that are being preserved but their original location is unknown.

Dexter also enjoyed getting to run around and play with the sticks and leaves.
Next stop, John Whitmer's grave. We almost got stuck going up the muddy road, but Ashton is amazing and we made found another road and made it.



Our next stop was Haun's Mill. We tried to make it out to the actual location, but it is on a dirt road and it rained that night. The map warned to not go there when it is wet. We tried, but saw the road getting worse and decided to turn around before we were stuck. We did find the memorial in a sleepy/rundown/creepy little town.


Our last stop was at Adam-ondi-Ahman. It was pretty now, but it I'd imagine that it would be even prettier come spring/summer once crops and everything are green and growing.






Then we made it home and crashed. It was a fun little get away.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Lord's Tender Mercies

I was going to put this on my personal blog, but I'd thought I'd share it with you.

I am in awe of the love our Heavenly Father has for us. I see his hand in our lives more and more each day. Today was a day of a sweet, tender mercy.

On Wednesdays, Ashton has class 'til 4. Today he had to be at work by 4, or as soon as he got out of class, and would be getting off at 9, after Dexter has gone to bed. Even if he was to get home early, Dexter usually naps from 1-4. With Hy-Vee moved across town, Dexter and I can't walk over and see him. He wasn't going to get to see Dexter, and Dexter wasn't going to get to see him.

Today, Dexter had a rough day. He wanted his dadda. We would come down the stairs and he would anticipate saying "hi dadda!" by saying hi, hi, hi, and then look for Dadda, only to throw his arms up as if saying "Dadda all gone" and then whine, point at the door, and wave bye-bye. But for some reason, Dex took a nap at 10 and was up by 1 and Ashton was home at 3. I never saw my boys happier to see each other. It made both my boys so happy, and the littlest one all better.

I am in awe of the love the Lord has for us, even the smallest of us. That he would care enough to provide that 45 minutes of play time for my boys.


Sunday, October 24, 2010

Church History Tour Day1

We had the opportunity to visit the church history sites throughout Missouri. It was a fun, nice break from our everyday routine. First stop, Far West, MO. At Far West, the church has a beautiful park and memorial.

You can also see the cornerstones that were laid for a temple by the early saints.

While there, Dexter enjoyed picking up all the leaves that he could and throwing the hedge apples that had fallen from the tree.


After Far West we went to Liberty Jail. The jail itself was torn down, but thankfully an early church historian had taken detailed measurements and descriptions about it, so that it could be recreated.


There were 6 men kept in the basement of this jail. Only 5 are modeled because Sidney Rigdon, the 6th man imprisoned, was too sick to stay there. He was also freed sooner because he chose to represent himself in court and gave a speech that was so elegant it won the people over. The other 5 men hired lawyers and were not as fortunate as Sidney Rigdon. The 5 men were: Joseph Smith, Hyrum Smith, Alexander McRae, Lyman Wight and Caleb Baldwin. They were there 12/1/1838-4/6/1839, during the coldest recorded winters in that area. It was so cold that the Missouri River froze over and in order for that to happen in needed to be -31* or colder.

This is a basement window. There were only 2 of them.

This is the upper level. This is where the guards stayed. There was only a trap door in the floor down to the basement. There also isn't a door knob on the inside, so the guards were locked in with the prisoners.

The walls were 4 feet thick. They were designed as an alarm system if a prisoner tried to escape. The first foot was a log wall. If a prisoner succeeded getting through that layer, the second was a foot wide layer of small rocks, that would fall out and make a loud noise, alerting the guards they were trying to escape. The third layer was a 2 foot wall of limestone. The ceiling also had rocks on top of it. It was designed so that in case the prisoners tried to escape through the roof, the rocks would fall on them. The inside measured 14x14.5 feet. The basement as only 6ft tall and several of the men were taller than that.

I didn't realize it, but this is where Joseph Smith recieved the revelation for Doctrine and Covenants chapter 121, 122, and 123.
After Liberty Jail, we went to the Independence Visitors' Center. It was like a mini Salt Lake Visitors' Center. It was more about introduction to the church instead of church history.

The Christus statue that you see when you walk in.

In the basement, there was a little cabin and play area for kids. Dexter LOVED the hoops that they had to play with.

Dexter driving a wagon


Right across the street from the Visitors' Center is the Church of Christs' (formerly the RLDS church)Temple. We didn't go on a tour of it but you can if you want.

We also found the temple site, designated by Joseph Smith and the place where one of the marker stones was laid by Joseph Smith. The actual stones are in the Church of Christs' Visitor's Center. We didn't go there eitherThere are 173 acres that the early church owned. It is now owned by 3 different churches. Three acres belong to the Church of Christ Temple Plot, 60 acres by the Church of Christ, and the rest by the LDS church. We learned that when the time comes, there will 24 temples in this area. WOW!


After that, we had dessert at Clinton's Soda Fountain. This is the place where Harry S. Truman, the 33rd President of the USA, had his first job (back then it was called Clinton's Drugstore). According the a plaque outside, he "obtained his first job at 3 dollars a week. He opened the store every morning at 6:30, mopped the floor, cleaned away the trash, polished the jugs and bottles, worked at the fountain, and clerked".
Then we crashed in our hotel for our free night!

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Soft Stuff Dexter

Dexter loves soft things. Blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, swatches of material, towels, anything and everthing soft. He loves to pile all the soft stuff in his sight all around him and revel in it. He especially likes to do this to read a book or to watch Curious George (his favorite and only TV show he gets to watch).



I love him!