6/16/2018
6/08/2018
5/15/2018
5/13/2018
Birthday Story For Rachel
Rachel
– Ray of Sunshine
by
Grandma
Baadsgaard
Happy
Birthday 4th birthday Ray-Ray. I sure do love you!
Once upon a time in the deep dark woods where no sun
could shine, there lived a tiny seedling covered with rich brown earth.
“Oh how I want to grow,” said the seedling to the root
growing next to her.
“Then you need two things,” the root said. “Rain and sunshine.”
“How do I make the rain come and the sun shine?” the
seedling asked.
“You can’t make them come,” the root answered. “You can
only wait and never stop hoping.”
So the seedling waited and waited. But the earth remained
dry and hard and all the tall trees in the woods blocked the sunlight. Every
day the seedling hoped the rain would come and the light from the sun would
penetrate the dark forest. Every day, for a long time, nothing happened.
Just when the seedling had almost given up hope, a low
rumbling sound rolled through the forest and grew louder and closer. Soon
thunder clouds crashed with explosive light and sound illuminating the forest.
Then a sudden downpour of rain penetrated the dry earth reaching the tiny
seedling. All the heavy rain bent the limbs of the trees low and after the rain
storm passed, a huge ray of sunshine penetrated the forest reaching the damp
earth where the seedling was patiently waiting.
The warmth of the earth around the seedling embraced her
and the smell of the damp earth enfolded her. Then slowly, day by day, the
seedling felt something stirring within her as if she might burst with joy. Then
the hard outside layer of the seedling became soft and a tiny new stem grew up
toward the sun from the heart of the seed. Soon the earth swelled and the
seedling burst through her prison as a small leaf curling upward toward the ray
of light.
In time the tiny seedling grew into a mighty tree, tall
enough to catch all the rays of the sun from her lofty perch in the top of the
forest canopy. But the seedling inside the mighty tree never forgot her
beginning when it was the waiting time – the time when the seedling never
stopped hoping.
And that my little Ray Ray is how your light will help
others grow to become the full measure of their creation. Never quit shining
and never quit warming the lives of all those you love. I will always be your
grandma and I will always love you.
5/07/2018
Congratulations Alisa!
5/03/2018
4/19/2018
Poem for a Seven-Year-Old
by
Grandma
Baadsgaard
Happy birthday Tessa. I love you so.
You are a dream come true.
When
the blue moon rises over the mountain
And
all the wee people have gone to bed
It
is time for the sprites to come alive
Where
elves and fairies are led
To
a place in the night where the cherubim roam
And
the flying buttresses lie
Where
all the children’s dreams are sent
To
the place where they light by and by
Then
all the blackness is swirled away
And
the bright stars begin to shine
As
all the world basks in slumber
Multitudes
of bright jewels are thine
For
children are the magic of the night
And
their wishes are my command
And
their hopes are the makings of castles
And
their visions appear in the sand
For
when the wee one’s eyes are closed
And
the nippers nod in repose
The
forests and mountains sway in twilight
And
the mystics will never close
The
guardians of the progenies stand tall
For
active duty at your bed
And
keep you safe in slumber
Until
morning comes again as said
Then
when the sun rises over the mountain
And
all the wee people flee
You’ll
know it is time to awaken
To
the promise you are meant to be
4/18/2018
Poem for a Two-Year-Old
Alice is Two
By
Grandma
Baadsgaard
Happy
two-year-old birthday Alice.
I love you SO much.
Thinking about you makes me smile.
If
you feel a wiggle
And
really have to giggle
It’s
time to shimmy and to shine
To be a princess divine
If
you feel a gust
Of
energy that must
It’s
time to leap from the chair
For
anyone who dares
If
you feel a bumble
Rumbling
in your tumble
It
time to grab the treats
And
find a comfy seat
If
you feel a smile
Filling
your face in style
It’s
time for a great big hug
With
mommy beetle bug
If
you feel a wink
Right
before you blink
It’s
time for a Daddy ride
Swinging
side to side
If
you feel a grump
From
a Griffy lump
It’s
time to scream and roar
And
say you want no more
If
you feel a snuggle
It’s
time for a huggle
And
a book to read
With
Rylan in the lead
And
when nighttime comes
And
all the day is done
It’s
time for a ride to bed
For
this little sleepy head
4/12/2018
4/02/2018
3/25/2018
3/03/2018
Baadsgaard Family Fun Times
2/24/2018
Colonial Williamsburg, Monticello and Jamestown with Aubrey's Family
| My daughter Aubrey and I at Monticello with grandchildren Alice and Griffin in the foreground. |
| Wig maker in Colonial Williamsburg. |
| Wig Shop. |
| Silversmith Shop. |
| My grandson Rylan in the stocks. |
| Williamsburg Parade. |
| Pocahontas Statue. |
| John Smith Statue. |
| Jamestown Sign. |
| Horse and buggy. |
| Glass Blowers. |
| Wooden Wares at Shop. |
| Thomas Jefferson's bed. |
2/21/2018
Alisa Receives State Congressional 2018 Art Award
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| Alisa Baadsgaard with Representative Gibson and her parents in the Gold Room at the State Capital. |
| My daughter Alisa Baadsgaard received the Congressional Award for her art work today in the Gold Room of the State Capital. |
| This is Alisa Baadsgaard with Rep Gibson on the floor of the Utah State House of Representatives where he is introducing her and telling the lawmakers about the award she received for her art work. |
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