2/18/2014

Poem For A Two Year Old Birthday

Lily’s Two Today
by
Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy 2nd birthday Lily. I love you oh so much.

There is a girl named Lily
Who has a million dollar smile
And if you are very lucky
She’ll walk with you a while

For when she takes your hand
She always whispers, “Come.”
And when she sees the candy jar
She always asks for, “Some?”

So now she’s turning two
That’s so much older than one
But don’t you turn around
For Lily is on the run

She has two sparkly shoes
That shimmer when she walks
And she has two radiant eyes
That glimmer when she talks

When Lily is the boss
She points and says, “Away!”
So we all stop and we obey
For Lily has the final say

My Lily is a happy girl
With lots of hugs and kisses
And when she has to go back home
                           Her Grandma sure does miss her

2/14/2014

BYU Women's Conference Photo With My Daughter

We are both not sure how this happened
but my daughter April and I have our picture on the web site
 and promotional material for the 2014 BYU Women's Conference.
http://ce.byu.edu/cw/womensconference/

2/11/2014

FOR EVERY MOTHER by Janene Baadsgaard book club discussion

Marilyn Laursen asked me to speak to her book group in Provo, Utah yesterday. I have to admit, speaking to a group of women who love to read is one of my favorite invitations. Each woman had purchased a copy of my book "For Every Mother" and wanted to talk about it. Some of the women in the Grandview Book Club shared favorite parts of my book while others asked me questions about my family or about writing. Still others shared their life experience, ideas and wisdom.

     These women have been meeting for 40 years. FORTY YEARS! Isn't that awesome. They have seen each other through child rearing, times of trouble, joy and great loss. I loved being with them. Those who read always share a love of learning and a love for life.

     My first book was inspired by a woman that spoke to me privately after I spoke to her book club.
     "Janene," she said, "I cut all your columns out of the newspaper and put them in my scrap book. I put that scrapbook at the side of my bed and every night I read one. They always make me laugh or cry and I always feel better about life. Then I can relax and go to sleep."
    
This kind woman gave me the encouragement I needed to write my first book. (So she wouldn't have to do so much cutting and pasting). I have a great love for book clubs and the women I meet there. Thank you for inviting me Marilyn. You are so blessed to have such a warm and loving group of friends and I was so grateful to meet them yesterday.

2/10/2014

Birthday Story for a Six Year Old

Emma’s Magic Closet
by
Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy sixth birthday my Emma dear.
I love you so very much.

                On a cold snowy day in February Emma stared out her frosted window wishing it was summer.
          “I don’t have anything to do,” Emma sighed to herself. Her mother was talking on the phone.  Her younger sister was down for a nap.
          The afternoon was looking rather long and gloomy. Emma walked over to her closet and opened the door hoping to find something interesting to do. Then she grabbed the metal pole in her closet where her dresses were hanging and dangled there for a while pretending to be a monkey.
“Eee-Eee-Eee,” Emma screeched scratching her armpit.
While still holding the metal bar, she decided to walk up the back wall of her closet in her bare feet until she was hanging upside down. Everything in her bedroom suddenly looked more interesting this way because the floor became the ceiling and the ceiling became the floor. Emma thought about having a tea party with her dolls on the ceiling. The light-fixture would make a perfect glass table.
          Then all of a sudden Emma flipped over the closet pole and tumbled to the floor. She stood up, dusted herself off and turned around. Even though the scene outside her frosted window was the same, everything in Emma’s room looked shiny and bright. Her stuffed bear Koda and her giant white tiger were marching across the floor toward her toy box like soldiers. Her sheet and bed-spread were pulling themselves up and tucking neatly around the corners of her bed. Her dolls twirled pirouettes in the middle of the room then dived into the toy box. Her favorite picture books flew up onto her bookshelf and lined up in a neat row.
          Emma rubbed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again she saw her dance costume flying through the air and wrapping around a hanger in the closet. The crayons scattered around the floor marched into the canyon box and her dirty socks flew into the hamper in the corner.
          “Wow!” Emma whispered as her used candy wrappers flew into her garbage can and her play make-up rolled into her vanity drawer.
          Just then her mother poked her head around the corner of her bedroom door. She looked as though she was going to say something but instead her mouth dropped open. She looked slowly around the room and smiled.
          “Why Emma,” I was just going to tell you to clean up your room and look at this. You’ve already done it. How in the world did you do this so fast?”
          “I don’t know,” Emma answered. “It just happened Mom.”
          “Magic?” her mother asked.
          Emma threw up her hands, thought for a while, scratched her head and scrunched her nose.
“I guess so.
“I could use a little magic in the kitchen,” Emma’s mother lamented.
“Just pretend you’re a monkey, grab the pole in your closet, walk up the back wall with your bare feet and flip over on your head,” Emma said.
Emma raised one arm and scratched her armpit.
“Eee-Eee-Eee,” Emma screeched.
“You little monkey,” her mother answered.
Emma’s mother raised her arm and scratched her armpit too.
“Eee-Eee-Eee,” Emma’s mother screeched.
Then the two little monkeys marched into the kitchen on the look-out for a little more magic.Pin It

2/09/2014

Happy Blessing Day Griffen

My new grandson Griffen was blessed today.
Here he is with his Grandpa Baadsgaard
Here is Griffen with his father Kyle
Here is Griffen with his mother Aubrey.

2/08/2014

Speaking To The Amazing Women In Spanish Fork, Utah

This is a picture of the two Stake Relief Society Presidencies and the presenters.
I loved meeting with a wonderful women in the Palmyra Stake and the Maple Mountain Stake in Spanish Fork, Utah today. As I spoke to this large group amazing women and looked into their beautiful faces I was overcome with the love of God for each individual sister. The theme of the Women's Conference was "RUN YOUR OWN RACE - Discipleship is not a competition".