Monday, January 31, 2011

Ally's Birthday...

(Hailey, Natalie, Julia, Ally, Autumn)
Ally turned 8 on January 9th. I had her wait until she was 8 to have sleepovers so that's exactly what she wanted to do for her party. She invited a few girls over and the Testers, good friends of ours who have teenage girls that Ally has adopted as her big sisters. We had Chicken Tacos, her choice, and I was a little worried that her little friends wouldn't like them but they were very popular.
(Blowing out the candles...Jack's helping a little bit)
We made a chocolate pudding cake for her Birthday cake. It was a little hard to put a candle in it but we made it work long enough for her to blow out her candles!
(She's rich!)
 She got a cute little  box with different colors of nail polish which they all enjoyed using. She got a game that Gage kind of took over for a while and a Belle doll. She loved all of her gifts but I think her favorite gift was the money she was given.

(Autumn and Ally)
She had so much fun with all of the girls over. While the adults were busy visiting Ally managed to get a hold of my camera and the girls took pictures of themselves...
of her presents...and pictures on the wall...pretty much anything. It was funny when we went through all of them.
A few weeks later I took her to get her ears pierced, another thing she had to wait until she was 8 for. She cried after the first ear was done but we were committed by then so she toughed it out for the other side. She's happy she did it now. She's been very good about cleaning her ears and spinning the ear rings by herself.
The only thing we are still waiting for is her baptism. She is going to wait until March because by then Gage will be 16 and will be able to baptize her. It'll be Saturday, March 12th for anyone who would like to come! We will be having Jeremy and Gage's Court of Honor the day before for their Eagles so it'll be a full weekend.
Happy birthday Ally Jane! We love you!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

No more Grandpas...

This Christmas we were going to take our family to Oregon to spend the holiday with my dad and step-mom. We don't get up there very often and I feel bad about that so I thought Christmas would be nice. I have several cousins that I enjoy and would like to see more often that live there, an aunt and uncle, and my Grandpa Frederick that are there also. Just a few days before we were supposed to leave Dad called and told me that Grandpa had passed away that morning. We thought about driving up as planned but since my aunts were flying in from back east for the funeral and to help settle everything the kids wouldn't really get to spend much time with their grandpa and grandma so we decided I would fly up alone. 
I really had a good time seeing all of my aunts and uncles and many cousins. My sister, Wendy, and brother, Steve, flew in also so it was a family reunion of sorts. Wendy, Steve and I stayed in the same hotel room and really enjoyed being back where we grew up, just the three of us siblings, spending time together and talking about all of our old friends and time spent there in the past. It was also nice to spend time with all of our step-siblings and getting to know them better. I used to babysit the older 3 but only really knew them as kids. It was fun to see all of the family. We hadn't all been together for years.
(Me, Aunt LaDonna, Wendy, Aunt Linda, Step-Sis Nicole and Sis In-Law Sarah)

(All the cousins...Yes my brother Steve is the family clown, can you tell?)

The funeral was very nice. Grandpa was the first Bishop of the church in Hillsboro area, just outside of Portland, and several people that were in his congregation at the time came. For example, there were two men in their 60s who were teenagers at the time Grandpa was Bishop and they only came to church because Grandpa would drive to neighboring little towns to pick them up. All these years later they are still active and I think one young man later became a Bishop. 

Grandpa did years and years of family history. We have volumes of genealogy because of him. Not just names and dates but stories. It's such a blessing to have that thanks to his years of work and searching. Because of his work we know what good people we come from; religious, hard working, and some early founders of our country. 
Grandpa was buried next to Grandma who has been gone for 14 years. They were married Dec 23rd, 1935. Grandma died Dec of 1996 and was buried on the 23rd of Dec. Grandpa died on the 17th and was buried Dec 23rd also. So the 23rd of Dec is quite a date for them. 

(Uncle Mick and Aunt Mary, Dad and Netta, Aunt LaDonna and Uncle Rick, Aunt Linda and Uncle Mike)

It was great to see all of our family. We were sad Christmas didn't happen like we had planed but when I flew home we had a nice quiet Christmas at home. It was a nice gift that Grandpa got to go home to be with Grandma again. That's more important. I got to see family and all the green of Oregon that I miss so that was a nice gift for me. Family is important. It's too bad that it sometimes takes a funeral to get to see everyone again. Lives get busy and it gets hard when we're spread across the country. I'm grateful for a loving Heavenly Father that blesses us with the families we have and the knowledge that we get to continue those relationships after we're done with this life. Maybe then we'll see each other more often!
The whole family.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Busy, busy December...

Like most everyone's December ours was so busy! I didn't get Christmas Cards out because I didn't start them in November but I hope everyone knows we love them. We had our Ward Christmas Party on the 6th . It was a Saturday morning breakfast and it worked out wonderfully. 
(Jasmine and Ally)
We ate a delicious breakfast of waffles, bacon and sausage then the kids got to do some cute crafts. 
(Julia, Ally and Jack with Santa)
Santa was in the foyer for pictures and the gift of a candy cane. 
(Jacob, Ally and Jack)
There was a gingerbread house building contest...with graham crackers and PLENTY of candy. 
(Jacob, Ally, and Jack getting some help from Rich)
The kids got some help from Dad but the walls collapsed anyway. Probably from the weight of the sweets. 
(Merry, Luis and Ally)
Ally finally abandoned her group and went to help Merry and Luis who were the winners. She knows how to pick the good crowd!
Julia was a Shepard in the play which was the finale. 
(Holly, Jackson, Jacob, and Joseph)
Jackson was Joseph and was having a good time with some of the kings. 
(Jackson and Holly)
Holly...I mean Mary...seemed to be having fun playing the part. 
(Jackson...very nervous but did great)
The next week Jackson had his band concert.
(SunShine, Maele, Me and Yvonne)
Saturday the 11th I did a 10K in Santa Monica with some friends. 
(Me and Erica)
And so did my step-sis Erica so we met up to say hi. 
(Julia as Rudolph)
Next came Julia's pre-school performance. They were so cute singing their Christmas songs!

Julia got her picture taken with Santa, again, only this time he seemed much younger...funny...
(Ally's friend Jordyn and Ally)
Ally's class had been reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory together so they did a Chocolate Factory night at school. Ally was at the booth where people asked simple multiplication questions and they had to demonstrate grouping with candy to get the answer...and you got to eat the candy.
Finally we got to Christmas. I did take a quick trip to Oregon right before Christmas for a funeral but I'll get to that in another update. Julia was very happy with a slinky from her stocking and her rolling, laughing pig and teddy bear.
Ally loved her Webkins and her Generations Doll that she got. 
Jackson was excited about his rock tumbler...he loves rocks, has drawers full of rocks...so we thought it would be fitting. He also got Hex Nano Bugs which are cool.
Jeremy and Gage made Christmas presents for everyone. Jeremy made the flowers for Rich and I and all of the yarn Octopuses for the kids. Gage printed out designs on card stock and folded these box characters for everyone. He put his face on the white one for me. They were both so creative, I was very impressed!
(Me and Grandma)
To end the day we went to Rich's Mom's house and had my Mom, her husband and Grandma come for dinner. It was also Grandma's birthday so we had a small little party for her. 
And that was our December...whew!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Bass Pro Shop family home evening...

Monday we went to Rancho Cucamonga to Bass Pro Shop at Victoria Gardens. They always have Christmas activities for the kids and all of the stuffed animals (I mean real animals that are stuffed...like a museum) and live animals that the kids enjoy seeing. Julia's favorite thing was the huge fish tank with the Catfish by the waterfall. 

We ate at the restaurant there, Islamorada, which was amazing! Jeremy had a delicious Lemon Pepper Salmon, Jack had Yellow Tail Tuna which was equally wonderful, I had a really good salad and the rest went for kind of typical things like Fish and Chips. We sat next to a giant salt water fish tank and stuffed Stingrays looked like the were swimming above us. It's a very cool place. I didn't bring my camera so all of the pictures are from Rich's phone. 
Ally and Julia had fun looking in the store at all the fun things for kids. 
Jackson liked the big fish out side.
Jeremy, Gage and Jack's favorite thing was the Nascar Simulation cars that they got to race. Gage drove the black one and Jeremy drove the red with Jack as the passenger. 
Jeremy crashed and rolled his a few times. Good thing it was a simulation...and he's really learning to drive now! Agghhh! 
Fun, fun night out with the family!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Religion in America...

Julia starts Kindergarten next year which will be all day so I thought I'd take classes at the community college to slowly work toward some kind of degree. That part isn't really set yet, but I figured I'd start now with a class each semester this year to get back in the swing of things. The one I'm taking this semester is called Religion In America. It's really interesting and I'm enjoying the information about what all the different religions believe, how they came about, etc.. The funny thing is that my teacher seems to like all of them, although some points she will disagree with in certain ones, overall she is very positive and respectful, until she got to the LDS church. She didn't have many positive things to say about my religion. She said not to "fall for it" when those young boys come to your door. What's funny is that she didn't seem to know a lot about it...at least some of the "facts" she gave were not quite right or misinterpreted. I didn't argue at all. I tend to be a little outspoken and Rich told me to keep my mouth shut and not to argue because that wouldn't do any good. That is true, but I did correct a fact or two that she got wrong. I did it very nicely too! I like my teacher, I just think she doesn't know enough about it. I get that there are some things that can be taken wrong and misunderstood and she seemed to get a hold of only those things.

She asked us to give a 10 min oral report on our family history and if there is any religious history in our family. Well, us Mormons tend to have a ton of family history and my family has a ton of religious history. I was going to talk about just one line of ancestors but as I was reading all of the stories of all the lines of my family I saw a cool thread. Most of them came to America for the freedom of religion and all of my direct lines ended up finding the same faith. So that is what I did my report on. She liked the history and didn't say anything about the Mormon part...that was nice. The following is my report.

I am fortunate to have had several relatives on both sides of my family do years of family history work. From their efforts, and a little of my own, I know when and why most of my ancestors came to America. Some came for the opportunity America offered but most came to freely practice their religion.

Ralph Hemenway came from England with other Puritans and settled in Roxbury, Virginia in 1633. He came as an indentured servant at age 22 as a way to pay for his passage but within a year he was a free man. Another year after that he bought many acres of land and became one of the largest land owners and tax payers in the town. He must have been very kind and felt that education was important. He gave large sums of his money to support the first Roxbury Free School and to Harvard. He also supported the Roxbury Latin School which was founded in 1645 by John Eliot. Eliot's vision for the school was to educate Blacks, Whites, and Indians as equals and to teach them godly citizenship and the importance of public service. They even made provisions for poor boys whose families couldn't afford the tuition so that they could attend.

Ralph and his wife, Elizabeth Hewes Hemenway, had 7 children. Their descendants were involved in the development of the Massachusetts and Connecticut Colonies and in the American Revolution. Two of their descendants were Presidents of the United States; Taft and Nixon. My direct line runs through men who were businessmen, inventors, farmers and some Methodist Ministers. Beginning in 1844 with Luther Singleton Hemenway, my 4th Great Grandfather, my line became members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (also called the LDS Church or the Mormons) and the family moved to Utah and Idaho. Ralph Hemenway,  the original immigrant on this line of our family, came to America for the Puritan Utopian ideal and the freedom to practice his religion.

Johannes Friedrich, or John Frederick as it became, was a Quaker who came to Lancaster County, PA in the early 1700s from Germany. His son, Abraham, joined the Moravian Church at age 21 after hearing missionaries from Herrhut, Germany preach. Abraham disowned his son, also named Abraham, after he joined the Patriots and fought in the Revolutionary War which was against Moravian beliefs. Sadly Abraham Jr died in the war. Somewhere in the generations that followed my line became Methodist and they moved about every generation to different states from PA to VA to OH and MO. I believe many were farmers and  they were trying to find the best place to farm.  My Great Grandpa, John Henry, was a farmer in MO but moved to NE to get away from the "old clay hills" and to find better farmland. His son, my Grandpa, Howard Frederick, married a Mormon girl in Nebraska and they moved to Utah because it was the Depression and work was hard to find. Her uncle said he could find Grandpa a job so they headed to Salt Lake where he worked in the mines for several years. Eventually John Henry moved to Utah to be closer to his son Howard and he took a job as a janitor in the Methodist Church in Ogden and worked there until he retired. Howard and his family eventually moved to Oregon where he joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and became a Bishop. Again the original immigrant on this line came for the freedom of religion and his descendants eventually found their way to the LDS Church.

Nathan Staker was a Methodist Minister in Ontario, Canada in the 1830s. He had a young daughter who was dying of an illness but he was a man of great faith and he believed that God could save her. He spent two days fasting and he prayed many times a day in the woods near his home. On the second day he was praying by a log and he said he saw a light and an angel came to him, laid his hands on his head and blessed him. The angel said in the blessing that his child would recover and live a long life and that he would preach the Gospel of Christ to many people. Nathan immediately went home where he related the experience to his wife and the next morning his daughter was greatly improved and soon fully recovered.

Some time later Nathan met Parley P Pratt and Brigham Young who told him about Joesph Smith who had also prayed in the woods and saw God the Father and Jesus Christ who told him that he would restore the fullness of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Since Nathan had previously seen the angel and because he felt that the doctrine taught by them more fully explained Christ's Gospel he joined the church and moved to Kirtland, OH to be near the rest of the church membership. Because of persecution in OH the family moved with the rest of the members to MO and then again to IL after Governor Boggs of MO issued an executive order to have the Mormons run out of MO or be killed. About this time Nathan returned to Canada on a mission to teach the rest of his family the Gospel, which many of them joined and they all returned to IL with him. After continued persecution in IL and after the Prophet Joseph Smith was shot and killed by a mob the family moved with the church to Utah. Nathan's wife died along they way of Small Pox but Nathan and his children made it to Utah. A few years after arriving he remarried (only one wife)  and he helped settle Pleasant Grove and Mt Pleasant, UT. He was known for his faith, kindness and generosity. He taught school in between planting and harvesting seasons, often with out pay. His storage of food was always open to those who were in need. Several times when he was working in his fields and orchards he would encounter Indians and would give them his pot of mutton and dumplings and go hungry himself. This fostered respect and trust between them and he never had problems with the Indians. He came to America because of his beliefs and the desire to be close to others who shared his faith.

The last of my direct line who came to America was my Great Grandpa, Torjus Arnold Prestgard who came from Norway with his mother in 1900. His mother, Alvilde Josephine Noren Prestgard, had lived in MN with her brother for a few years before she was married. She learned English there then returned to Norway. She married Asmund Prestgard in 1889 and they lived in Roldal, Norway. In 1890 Arnold was born. Alvilde worked in a hotel in Oslo as an interpreter since she knew English and Arnold helped his dad on the farm. The Norwegian winters were very cold. One winter when Arnold did his early morning chores on the farm the edges of his ears froze and fell off.

Arnold's dad died in 1898 when he was 8 years old. A year later Alvilde met Mormon Missionaries and believed their message. Both Alvilde and Arnold were baptized in 1899. Alvilde's only close living relative was her brother in America and Asmund's family didn't support her choice to join the Mormon Church so in 1900 they moved to America to be closer to her brother and to the majority of the members of the church. They settled in Idaho where she remarried and Arnold was raised and eventually he raised his family. They came to America to start a new life and to be close to people who shared their faith.

All of my direct lines of ancestors had different faiths and came from different countries but they shared the desire to practice their beliefs freely. They all came to America, the only place they could all find and live whatever religion they felt to be true.  Eventually all of the lines I am from found the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and were blessed to be in America to freely live the Gospel it teaches.

Thanksgiving...

Fall has come to the desert and the kids love it.
Thanksgiving week was very cold so our tree just couldn't hold on to it's leaves but that made it fun for the little ones. We had Thanksgiving dinner at our house this year. We had Janet come, along with my friend Teddy DeCarvahlo and her dad, so it was a small little get together.

Rich was in charge of the turkey again and he made the Maple Bacon Turkey that was such a hit last year. It turned out DELICIOUS! I got to make all of the side dishes except for a Greek spinach dish that Teddy brought. (She's Greek and a former chef). Janet brought the pies and whip cream...Costco style of course.
Usually we go with the heavy paper plates since that is easier and safer with the little kids but this year Rich wanted to use his Grandma Crain's china so it would be like a real Thanksgiving dinner, so we did. We pulled all of it out of the boxes and packing peanuts, washed it up and set the table. Grandma would have been proud. She would always use her china for nice dinners and so did my family so we felt very grown up using it. It worked out well, nothing broke. We had a nice visit with our friends and lots of leftovers to snack on so it was a very nice Thanksgiving.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Jackson's soccer fun...

This year was Jack's first time playing on an organized soccer team. He has played at school with friends for years but we just kept missing the sign ups for an actual team.Finally we made it this year! He loved playing!
He did very well for this being his first year. He was known for being able to stop the other team when they got too close to the goal and for making long kicks down the field. He really improved and learned the right way to kick and dribble. He even scored a goal! We're excited for him to play again in the Spring to get even better!
(Blaise, Andy, Coach Luis, Jackson, and Devin)

 Jack made some good friends on his team this year. He's hoping he'll have some on his next team. It was nice this year because I was worried that since he's 9 he'd be on a team with kids who had played for years and he'd feel left out but that wasn't the case. Not that his team was horrible, although they did only win one game,  but it was a nice mix of kids who had played for a few years and kids who were just starting. Jack fit right in and the boys really had fun playing together.  This was the first year of coaching for his coach and I did the Team Mom thing which was a first for me. I think it turned out okay but I would do things a little different if I did it again.
(The Blue Seals Team at the pizza party)

Before the season started we did talk to Jack about not playing Sunday games. We like this league because all the games are on Saturday but we knew playoff games could be on Sundays. At the end of the season Jack's coach mentioned a "Best and Worst" playoff game that would be on Sunday and Jack immediately said he couldn't be there. I was proud of him because I know how much he loves to play. When I told Jack I was proud of him he said "Well it's Sunday" as if it wasn't even a question. I hope he stays that way. I know a lot of people don't understand why we do the "keep the Sabbath Day holy" thing but I'm glad Jack didn't mind that he was one of the only boys who cared about that.

Anyway, it was a fun season with a fun team. Yea Jackson!

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Grandpa's slideshow...



(More of the family and funeral for Grandpa)


Goodbye Grandpa Goodwin....till we meet again....

My grandpa, "Chuck" Goodwin was an amazing child of the greatest generation born August 11th, 1921. He could do anything and did almost everything.  He was a track star, football star, and a boxing champion. He was a pilot both privately and in WW2. He won awards for his beautiful oration skills. He was a faithful member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints serving in many areas all his life. And most important to me he was king if the "big adventures" with us grandkids. 



He climbed the Tetons with his brother and future brother in law. They didn't really know how to climb a mountain but they knew that they needed a rope...so they tied themselves together. I guess if one went over the side they'd all go...all for one and one for all! 
He married the beautiful "Bunny" Prestgard on August 11th, 1944, his 23rd birthday. They just celebrated their 66th wedding anniversary this year. Grandma's given name is Myrtle, and she's always hated it. When they were dating Grandpa had given her a big Easter Bunny and started to call her his Honey Bunny...and Bunny stuck. She's been called Bunny ever since by everyone. 

Grandpa always made everyone feel special. He took the time to do simple things for people. He was a dentist in Riverside for many, many years which gave him the financial ability to help others and Christmas was a BIG occasion at his house. More than the gifts he gave, his best gift to us grandkids was that he gave us his time. Many times when he'd visit us or we'd visit him he took the grandkids who were old enough on a "big adventure". Just Grandpa and us. When we lived in Wyoming it was to the top of the mountain in Jackson Hole on the tram to feed the squirrels. When we came to visit him in California it was to Knott's Berry Farm. We never knew before hand where we were going and that added to the excitement. He always wanted all of us to know we were of worth and we were loved...mission accomplished.


Grandpa died on October 22nd, 2010 surrounded by most of his children and some grand children. Grandpa would have loved that he got to bring all of the family together again...great aunts and uncles, cousins, extended family who haven't all been together since his parents were alive. We reminisced, told our Grandpa stories...mostly funny, cried a lot and enjoyed being a big family. 
(Uncle Dale, Aunt Jean, and Aunt Berna..his brother, sis in law, and sister)

Grandpa was buried at Riverside National Cemetery. It was a sweet service full of tears and laughter...just like he would have liked. 
(Pallbearers..Kumen, Steve, John, David, Scott, and Rob...the boy in front is the funeral director)

(After a lone bugler played Taps, they presented Grandma with the flag that draped his coffin.)

Grandpa left behind many letters he had written and saved. I think it was his way of journal keeping. Most of the content of his funeral was from those letters added into talks given by each of his kids reading what he had written about his marriage to Grandma, events and wisdom from his life, and a talk he had given one Easter. In the Easter talk he spoke about being in the womb, warm and cozy and he was sure not wanting to leave that place but he had to. And it was a struggle. Then the first thing he saw was his mother's loving face looking at him welcoming him to this new world. Then he had a great life and got comfortable and didn't want to leave this place and the people he loves but he has to. And it would be a struggle, but then he'd be in a new even better place and the first thing he'd see would be his mother's loving face welcoming him. And because of Christ we'd all be welcomed home in joy, being able to be with all of our family for eternity. 

Grandpa was a good man and he'll be so missed. But he made a wonderful family, he gave us a good name and a great example to live up to. The last few years have been a struggle for him. The once all powerful athlete and scholar lost those abilities and had to rely on us for food, getting him dressed, and getting him around. But whenever I came to see him his eyes lit up with as much joy as ever to see me and he'd always say "Hi Jilly!" with a smile. The Thursday before he died I went to babysit him because my mom and grandma had an appointment to go to. I sat with him, got him breakfast, and as I sat next to him on the couch he grabbed my hand and kissed it and told me again how special I was to him.  

I have a lot to live up to and so much to be thankful for. 
Love you grandpa...