Freshman Soccer Season 2012


Sweet shot of I do say so myself, check out the thigh muscles!

Lexi had the privilege of playing with the Sugar Salem High School Girl's Soccer Team this year where she was known as "Parker". She had a fabulous year. She grew mentally and physically as a player and was the best darn "stopper" out on that field. She was fortunate enough to get to start and play the entire game every time – pretty exciting to say as a freshman. Her coaches were Amy Feik, Trina Eirchenbach, and Hannah ?. They really boosted her confidence as a player because they believed and encouraged her. The girls on the team were top notch girls. There were 8 seniors and each senior was so sweet to go out of their way to look out for the younger girls on and off of the field. Lexi has made many lasting friendships with her soccer sisters. This week was the district tournament. They won their first game and made it to the championship game against Teton. They played strong and tied 1:1 and ended up having a 10 minute overtime in which teton scored on them and won. 🙁 It was a sad moment. On the goal Sugar got during the game, Lexi had an assist. We are sure proud of her and the way she dedicated herself to being her best. It is hard for her to think about the season being over, but she is already talking about indoor soccer and spring soccer. I'm not sure if we are going to get a break? 🙂

It was also fun to watch the SSHS Boys Team this season. They are an amazing team and the championship game last night left all Digger fans in turmoil. I don't even think I can type it up right now. I will leave it at they really did WIN the game as far as I'm concerned!

I really just think soccer is the coolest sport ever. I figured out this season, that when Lexi is a JR. if Mason makes the boys team as a Freshman, that we will get to watch both play for 2 years together….and then Lily will come along, and Olivia, and hopefully JT. We are just getting started aren't we?

What the World needs now are …. BUILDERS!

What the World needs now are… builders!

Today I was able to have an experience that leaves me with this realization: we need more “builders” in the world – and on a more personal note, closer to my home, in fact a 2-mile radius would be nice! 🙂

I am writing this entry as therapy to work through a crazy experience I had today….

I remember a talk or quote given at some church function, that I cannot now remember who to give rightful credit. It makes me sad because I would love to reread it now. I was left with the thought at the time of hearing it, that we as people need to, “seek to be a builder and not to destroy”. I tried lds.org to find the talk, and struck out.  I’m sure if I dig a little deeper I’ll find it, maybe someone out there can help?

This morning I was torn down and then spit out like mush. My feelings were tender. I felt like a little girl that was getting in trouble for something I didn’t even do.  I was misunderstood in the middle of a thought and not given a chance to explain in fullness before I was curtly interrupted with a 5-minute verbal beating. I didn’t like it, who would? I can’t remember ever having someone “get in my face” (even though it was over the phone) like this – and especially concerning my calling; a calling I didn’t solicit for myself, but accepted from the Lord. I had a pit in my stomach and felt so dark with sadness. I pleaded to heaven for help to know what to do and say, and to try to take my personal feelings out of the equation. It was hard and I’m sure I could have said things that were better! I bet this is what it feels like to be a missionary on an everyday occasion.

We all have these kinds of experiences once in a while and it makes us appreciate the “builders” – the people who see the glass half full.  I love to be around people who are positive and energized in good things, comments, and thoughts. It builds me and makes happy. It motivates me to become better. I need people like that in my life and gravitate toward people like this. I love my husband, Stephen, for it because he is a builder in word and deed. It has to be one of the reasons I married him. I know he learned a lot of this vision from his dad, who is also a builder in both aspects as well!

For now it is up to me to be a big girl & learn how to LOVE the "destroyer" in this occasion – even when it feels hard. I am grateful to my Savior who was a perfect example in this. It makes it easier to not  feel as selfish and self-reflective in my deflated state when I consider that I have a brother who was beat, spit upon, wrongly accused, and crucified because of “destroying” mentalities. Now, I am not trying to compare my incident to that of the Savior, because my little trial is a grain of sand to that (even less); but my thoughts turn to him now and I am reverenced at the magnitude of his love as he exclaimed with nailed hands & feet on his cross, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.”

Perhaps I was given this experience to help strengthen my testimony in him and understand the love he has for ALL of us – builders & destroyers? For me that is enough and I can now let this rest with that knowledge.

The answer I prayed for and received as I have written this : Jesus said love everyone, treat them kindly to. When your heart is filled with love, others will love you.

What the World needs now are …. BUILDERS!

What the World needs now are… builders!

Today I was able to have an experience that leaves me with this realization: we need more “builders” in the world – and on a more personal note, closer to my home, in fact a 2-mile radius would be nice! 🙂

I am writing this entry as therapy to work through a crazy experience I had today….

I remember a talk or quote given at some church function, that I cannot now remember who to give rightful credit. It makes me sad because I would love to reread it now. I was left with the thought at the time of hearing it, that we as people need to, “seek to be a builder and not to destroy”. I tried lds.org to find the talk, and struck out.  I’m sure if I dig a little deeper I’ll find it, maybe someone out there can help?

This morning I was torn down and then spit out like mush. My feelings were tender. I felt like a little girl that was getting in trouble for something I didn’t even do.  I was misunderstood in the middle of a thought and not given a chance to explain in fullness before I was curtly interrupted with a 5-minute verbal beating. I didn’t like it, who would? I can’t remember ever having someone “get in my face” (even though it was over the phone) like this – and especially concerning my calling; a calling I didn’t solicit for myself, but accepted from the Lord. I had a pit in my stomach and felt so dark with sadness. I pleaded to heaven for help to know what to do and say, and to try to take my personal feelings out of the equation. It was hard and I’m sure I could have said things that were better! I bet this is what it feels like to be a missionary on an everyday occasion.

We all have these kinds of experiences once in a while and it makes us appreciate the “builders” – the people who see the glass half full.  I love to be around people who are positive and energized in good things, comments, and thoughts. It builds me and makes happy. It motivates me to become better. I need people like that in my life and gravitate toward people like this. I love my husband, Stephen, for it because he is a builder in word and deed. It has to be one of the reasons I married him. I know he learned a lot of this vision from his dad, who is also a builder in both aspects as well!

For now it is up to me to be a big girl & learn how to LOVE the “destroyer” in this occasion – even when it feels hard. I am grateful to my Savior who was a perfect example in this. It makes it easier to not  feel as selfish and self-reflective in my deflated state when I consider that I have a brother who was beat, spit upon, wrongly accused, and crucified because of “destroying” mentalities. Now, I am not trying to compare my incident to that of the Savior, because my little trial is a grain of sand to that (even less); but my thoughts turn to him now and I am reverenced at the magnitude of his love as he exclaimed with nailed hands & feet on his cross, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.”

Perhaps I was given this experience to help strengthen my testimony in him and understand the love he has for ALL of us – builders & destroyers? For me that is enough and I can now let this rest with that knowledge.

The answer I prayed for and received as I have written this : Jesus said love everyone, treat them kindly to. When your heart is filled with love, others will love you.

AMA Challenge 2011

This past weekend we enjoyed a beautiful bike ride as we supported the movement to STOP DIABETES. It was exciting and a little stressful, but mostly fun. We were very proud of Mason, Lexi, and especially Lily who was very determined to do all 30 miles! Stephen and I got to enjoy a little time together on our bikes and that is one of my favorite things. It was nice to have him be more in a ride mindset instead of race. 🙂 Pulling a burley with JT and Olivia in it compounded with neglecting to eat breakfast slowed him down a bit this year – his body was playing tricks on him, but he pushed through it all and owned up to his red rider bike jersey. It was so rewarding for him to hear lots of positive feedback from strangers, family, and friends. We definitely appreciate the support that all of our family and friends gave to help out this year! Aside from their help Stephen did so much ground work to get over 70 riders registered and through the course! From getting donations to fund the shirts and water bottles and aid stations, to keeping up the website and registration process,  ordering and designing shirts and posters, then putting posters everywhere he could think of, passing out business cards left and right, and getting volunteers at the last minute. The $1700+ he is now able to give to the American Diabetes Association is so worth all of the work from the past year! Way to go Team AMA, until next year…

AMA Challenge 2011

We had almost 80 riders this year triple of last year!  Thank you all so much for coming out to make this a great event for all ages.  We raised over $1700 dollars that will go to the American Diabetes Association to help find a cure for diabetes.  My 9 year old asked me when I told how much we raised, “Dad, do you think that will be enough so they will find a cure now?”  Very touching, I will get some pics of the ride up when the dust settles.
 
Once again thank you all for coming out and supporting a great cause.  I wish I could have finished riding in time to see you all come across the finish line. Those I was able to see brought joy to my heart as I feel the sense of accomplishment in their faces.  Great Job fellow ama riders!  Next year let’s see if we can break the 100 rider barrier.

Thank you so much for your support!

DC Vacation

Stephen and I just returned from a delightful vacation to Washington DC. I said it more than once to him while we were there, "this may be my favorite vacation". It was a beautiful time of year, it was good company, it was a much needed break from a full and eventful summer, it was relaxing, it was historical, & it was almost free! These all compounded into my possible favorite vacation thus far.

When Stephen told me he would be going to DC for a OP Network Convention this past July, I jokingly asked if I could come because DC has been on my bucket list for years. As in true Stephen fashion, he found a way to make it happen. "Yes" to sky miles! "Yes" to asking parents for babysitting help. "Yes" to the calendar without any conflicts.

He left on Sunday, August 28. I left on the following Wednesday. His meetings were over on Thursday afternoon. We were home by 9 pm on Saturday, September 3. It was fast and furious and lots and lots of fun!

When I got into town, Stephen met me at the metro and we headed to our hotel to drop off my bags. He informed me that he was able to get me a nametag and guest pass to attend all of the meals with opnet. We ate well – it was fancy. The hotel we stayed at was probably the nicest I have ever stayed in – there were even white bathrobes in the closet. 🙂 It was conveniently located near to the national mall and enabled us to walk (a few miles) to our desired destinations and Smithsonian museum visits. It was also near a metro stop for the more distant tourist sites!

Wednesday night after a great dinner, we headed toward the national mall and ended up by the capital. We were entertained by the "President's own marine band" playing out in front of the capital. It was awesome! The reflecting pool was beautiful and I loved the cultural that surrounded me everywhere I turned. 

Thursday morning, I was able to go to the Holocaust Museum and Bureau of Engraving and Printing while Stephen attended his last classes. I walked pass the Washington Monument and found out it was closed to public because of the earthquake. I headed up the street and noticed that the Engraving and Printing Bureau was open before the Holocaust museum and decided, since I had the time while waiting, that I would check it out. I went on a great tour of how paper money is made. Did you know that our bills are made from 25% linen and 75% cotton with synthetic fibers woven into them? I didn't! 

I have always had a tender spot in my heart for Holocaust literature and found myself very moved as I walked through the museum. It was a very somber and reverent place for me as I peered at the card of the person I was going through the museum to remember. I am amazed at the courage and faith these victims faced the brutality of Hitler's regime.

After I ate lunch with Stephen and met some of his friends, we headed out to see a bunch of Smithsonian Museums … Air and Space Museum, American History, and walked past the White House. After that we traveled by metro to ward the DC LDS Temple. We were prepared to walk 1-2 miles to the temple from the metro, but were more than excited when we saw across the street a little bus that said – LDS Temple. We crossed the street and found out that it is a new thing the temple is offering to patrons. The bus waits indefinitely at this location until it has some people to take to the temple. We were able to do a session. It was a special experience and so wonderful to see this beautiful temple at night.

Next morning we woke up to a full day planned! We first rode the metro out to Arlington Cemetery. We watched the changing of the guards at the tomb of the unknown solider and it was very cool. They have been changing guards 24 hours a day, every day of the year for 90 years! That is quite astounding to think about and very neat. We also walked over to the Iwo Jima Monument and took some pictures.

Stephen was super excited to walk to the "Red, Hot and Blue" BBQ joint for lunch. It ended up being quite a trek, but well worth it. On the way there I learned, from my mom, that JT had been to the doctor and diagnosed with Reactive Airway Disease. I owe my parents a lot for all of the help they give to us! She has been a special care giver to JT in his recent times of need twice now – I am just glad that this time she didn't have to put him on an ambulance, like when I was at girls camp a month ago! Crazy times. Thank heaven for cell phones and credit cards and modern conveniences, we were able to help get the nebulizer he needs.

After lunch and JT's medical needs, we hopped back onto the subway and headed toward National Archives, The Library of Congress, and Museum of Natural History. National Archives was very cool – to get to see the Declaration of Independence, Bill of Rights, and Constitution. The Library of Congress was equally amazing! I was fascinated with all of the quotes everywhere I turned. The building that houses the largest book collection in the world was somewhere I could spend days. Museum of Natural History was also interesting – like everything else! The Hope diamond, dinosaur hall, and Neanderthal/homosapian displays were my favorites. I was sooo pooped after all of that, that I couldn't even think of trying to hit anymore monuments like we had planned. So I talked Stephen into dinner and a shorter walk to visit a few stores that I remembered Stacie recommending from her and Paige's DC trip. We also walked past the Ford Theater and remembered where President Lincoln was assassinated. We came home and packed our bags for home and set our alarm clock early enough that we could walk to see the last of the monuments before our flight home @ 1pm.

Saturday morning, we woke up and headed toward Lincoln memorial – about a 2 mile walk one way from our hotel. It was definitely worth the wait and a special way to end our wonderful trip. This statue is much larger than I expected and the quotes surrounding Pres. Lincoln, including the Gettysburg address, were humbling. Our country was so blessed to have such a leader as Abraham Lincoln. For me, witnessing this monument as well as Thomas Jefferson's was very spiritual. The vision and inspiration that evoked from these men (as well as George Washington) is something that I reverence and honor being an American citizen. It is very apparent that they were spiritual men who looked to God and recognized His hand in all things. They weren't in the political business for the glory & power – we need more men like that today in our country! We also walked through Franklin Delanoe Roosevelt's memorial. I gained a greater appreciation for this president. He seemed to lead with common sense and be driven for the common good of the people as he led the country through the Great Depression and on as he sat in a wheel chair. Amazing quotes come from this man and were etched in stone there. The newest monument in DC is the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial. Just like the other men talked about before, I appreciate his "dream" and hope he had for the future. The day in which we now live.

After writing all of this down, I'm ready to go back! Loved this vacation!!!!! 

Bald Birthday Tribute

Stephen grew another year older, he is now up to the big 3 – 8. Holy Smokes, it is a good thing he doesn't act THAT old! Just kidding. He is awesome not matter how old or young he is. His birthday was on a Sunday, and he made us all cinnamon rolls to celebrate. Wasn't that nice of him? He is a master at making them in large quantities. He was happy to open up the gifts that he had hand picked out for himself. It made birthday shopping very nice for me. After the morning festivities,  I had to leave to go to a meeting and I planned to meet the family at church. The next time I saw the boys in my family I was aghast. JT came running toward me with a freshly shaved head – no attachments! I am used to seeing this on Stephen, but not my little man. Apparently Lexi gave the boys hair cuts when I left and the pictures posted are the end result. Mason has begged me for months to shave off all of his hair – like his dads! He is not a fan of hair cuts and saw it as a way to slow down the process of needing another hair cut. Silly boyz and a girl names Lexi. It helped make Stephen's birthday even more memorable! Stephen is such a good person with a giant heart and aim to serve people. He lives life to the fullest and has one of the best attitudes and smiles of any person I know. It is great to celebrate the birth of this man! We love him!!!

Bittersweet days of Back to School

It happens every year – the children return to school after a summer full of messy kitchens, weeding, canal floats,  heat, vacations, and sleeping in. I am not going to lie: I have immensely enjoyed the past few days of solitude and tidiness.  But at the end of the day I still feel the void of happy voices, bike helmets on my table, and trickling piano keys. It is such a bittersweet time for me each year.

We had our annual back to school dinner followed by the family fashion show. Mason again had to put up with the rest of us, and this year Lexi helped him feel the love with their sunglasses. They can be such good friends – I love to watch them when they are looking out for each other. Olivia is a ball full of excitement as this is her first official year of school, and Lily has been excited about school starting since third grade let out in the Spring. 

I was proud that Lexi allowed me to take her picture in front of the Sugar Salem High School on the first day of school. I wasn't necessarily planning on taking her and Mason on my first day of school picture taking spree with teachers, but she was the one who reminded everyone of my tradition and told them I always take them to school and take their pictures. I decided to not let her down. 🙂 Mason endured me snapping a quick photo in front of the SSJH, but I think he genuinely likes having the attention – I'll just keep telling myself that. Lily was a bit nervous going to a new school. She is now in the Kershaw Intermediate School with Mrs. Hexam as her fourth grade teacher. She was excited to see all of her friends. Olivia was so cute as she graced the halls of Central Elementary. Her teacher is Mrs. Clinton. JT and I are chillin' on the home front and are happy when the front door opens to welcome everybody home. I now have a child in all 4 of the Sugar Salem schools – and JT will be going to pre-school at BYUI in January. This will be an eventful school year.

Always a Little Sister

I just returned home last night from a wonderful reunion with my extended Baldwin family – the family I grew up with. This year we went to Stanley, ID. It was a beautiful place to behold.

As I’ve been attending various events with my brothers and sister and their families over the year – this weekend included, I have been paying attention to my inner self. I’ve been trying to make sense out of my identity and role as a sister. Sometimes amidst the busy days of life, I forget that I am a sister. I begin to live as if my role as a sister is more past tense than present or future. So I’m left to wonder, what is my purpose now in this family that I grew up in, how do I fit in with my extended family as I bring my own growing family and husband along, how am I assessed by extended family as they see me more rarely than often? What kind of impression do I leave when we all depart large family gatherings?

Do they know of my concern for each of them and their children? Do they realize how much I care about what happens to them personally? Do they understand how important they still are to me in my life? I’m for sure that I am NOT good at communicating effectively or clearly all of those feelings, especially in such a short and sporadic time such as a weekend. I hope that layers upon layers over the process of a lifetime will suffice. The demands and schedules of my own immediate families needs feel hard enough to keep up with right now, but I’m discovering that my care and concern is still there for my siblings who’ve helped me become the person I am today. I fear that my desires and actions of expression are not evenly matched up at this point.

All of us have obviously moved on down life’s trail – getting married, having children, learning to stay tough through trials and disappointment, & rejoicing in moments of bliss. We no longer have the same relationships we did when we lived behind the walls of our old Burton home. I no longer hear the rock music blasting from my oldest brother, Brad’s, radio, I don’t get to share a bedroom with my big sister, Michelle, anymore. I’m not getting rides to school with my brother Eric, or singing songs at the piano with Scott very often these days. What I find interesting is that although these relationships have changed out of necessity of growing older, the feeling of being a little sister remains in tact. Because of my little sister role, I think I will always be seeking approval, validation, and advice from all of the above persons mentioned the rest of my life. Is it a bad thing? I realize now that each of us siblings have many different ideals, approaches, and pressures to living life, but I also understand now that different doesn’t necessarily mean better or worse.

My hope is that I can be good enough, that I can make them proud, that they will feel unconditionally loved by me, that I can bring honor to our family name. Because out of all of the people in the entire universe, Heavenly Father sent the five of us, in our mortal state, to GET be called FaMiLy.