Tyler and Lydia Whitworth Family: Life and dying eggs

So I went to a family history conference with my Mom on Saturday and one of the classes we attended was "Authentically telling your story". Maybe I have been super sunshiny (if that's a word) on my blog so I will try to add some of "real life" to it. I think maybe it's been so sunshiny because that is what I want my kids to remember. I really do enjoy being a Mom. There are days that are more difficult with kids not listening and throwing tantrums and time-outs but overall we have a lot of fun playing games and stories and being outside together. I guess I just don't take pictures during the super stressful times. :) But here it is. (Oh and I do try to authentically tell my story in my journal... hopefully my journal isn't all gloom and doom days or sunshine days either... If it has been I will work on it so that my posterity will know the struggles and triumphs that I get to go through in this life.)

Today we got ready for Church (kids slept in!) so I had to hurry a little more than normal. I always feel like I am pushing us out the door; however, we did make it 5 minutes early! Hurray for little miracles! My lesson went surprisingly well even though we have very chatty 9-11 year olds. I think we stayed on topic and that hopefully they learned at least one thing and felt the Spirit... if so I succeeded. Sacrament meeting wasn't quite the wrestling match it has been. Clark is finally settling down (cross my fingers!). He is so wild sometimes. Tyler did have to take him out right at the last 20 seconds of a beautiful violin solo where it seemed there was no noise other than the music because he somehow got both his shins on the bar of a chair in front of us. What was so funny about it was that after Tyler got up with screaming Clark, two other dads carrying their toddlers left with screaming children. There were lots of people laughing at the end of the song. I only felt a little sorry for the single sister that performed the musical number hoping she knew that it wasn't directed at her and merely at the irony of the screaming children when the Spirit had been so powerful for one moment!

Well I decided it was a good day to dye eggs since Easter is next week... I have to admit Addison did awesome and we didn't have any major spills. Clark was sad at the end when I no longer allowed him to drop the egg into the dye... He crushed the first egg he had, yes I hard boiled them and I let him dye it anyways! He did enjoy it while he was actually involved in it though even if I was a little stressed and kept repeating "careful, don't drop the egg in the dye Clark!" "No, the egg can stay in it for a while." "Leave it alone for a minute!" "Don't splash with the spoon!" okay you probably get the picture so here are the pictures we actually got while trying to not dye our children and the kitchen...