Author: Spencer

We Relived Our First Date: Thirteen Years and Seven Kids Later

We Relived our First Date: 13 Years and Seven Kids Later¬† Below is Stephanie’s version of the story taken from her old blog. The Airport I didn’t see him till I had come down the elevator and out of the security gate, nearing the baggage claim area. He was sitting down in a seat, and he stood up as I wondered out with my carry on items. He recognized me first I guess. He kinda had a smile on his face, but not a complete one, and he was quite. I guess I was quiet too. I wasn’t quite...

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The Exact Moment When You Know Your Child is Lying

The Exact Moment When You Know Your Child is Lying Kids lie. I lie. My wife lies. Sometimes those lies are so ridiculous that they make us laugh. This post is about one of those lies. Last week while we were getting ready to eat breakfast, Atticus was making fun of Bentley because he had “green goo” in his hair. The following video is what transpired. The greatest part about this moment is that he knows that I know, and he still refused to tell the truth. Bentley is a lot like me. I remember digging myself so far...

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Learning Through Failure

Learning Through Failure Cohen, you had an experience this week that you probably will forget, but I hope you don’t. You and Ian had baseball games at the same time, so I was running back and forth between the two ball fields. I was the only one there. Mom was at home watching your little brothers and sisters. Grandpa and Grandma surprised both of you and drove up to the games. There was a moment in your game when you got up to bat with the bases loaded and two outs. It was the third or fourth inning, and...

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Sunday May, 8th 2016 Holly, Isla, and Ian

To Holly, Isla, and Ian Today during church the boys sang Armies of Helaman for Mother’s Day. It was pretty emotional. I remember being in Primary marching around the gym singing the same song. ¬†Holly, you were in my arms and Isla you were standing next to me so you could see all of your brothers. Mom was getting a much needed two-minute break on Mother’s Day. As I sat there with the two of you, I thought about your future and all of the potential you have. I thought about how strong your mother is and hoped that you have her strength. I thought about both of your Grandmas and how loving and vigilant they are. I hope both you get a portion of that. I Isla you are starting to get a little sassy, which is sometimes cute, and sometimes really frustrating and difficult to deal with. Especially when mommy is trying to fix your hair. You are out of the Frozen stage and have moved into the Toy Story phase. You sleep with Woody every night and play with Atticus whenever he is willing. Holly, you are smiling now when we “coo” at you. You love to be held, more than any of our other kids. I hope that this means you will be social and maybe more than your average butterfly. Ian, your birthday is...

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