We women have a lot to learn about simplifying our lives. We have to decide what is important and then move along at a pace that is comfortable for us. We have to develop the maturity to stop trying to prove something. We have to learn to be content with what we are." ~Marjorie Pay Hinckley~





Loehrmann Family Favorite Recipes

Thursday, September 29, 2011

On censoring the scriptures

"Ich brauche meinen Helm...
Ich bin ein Führer (i know I know, let the jokes roll in here)
Ich krieg den Lamaniten weg!
Mamamamamama, Ich brauch' mein Schwert!
Ich schneide die Zähne weg!
Mama, Lamaniten essen?
Ewwwww!!!"

I need my helmet (the bucket for the instruments placed on his head here)
I am the leader!
I fight the Lamanites away!
mamamamamama, I need my sword!( as I'm vaccuuming, he ditches his little vacuum suddenly to the side upon seeing the long skinny attachment that my vaccuum has in the back)
I'll cut the teeth away!
Mama, wanna eat a Lamanite?
Ewwww!!

First Day of Creative Climbing.


Lukas while lying stretched out on his back on the picnic bench outside, looking up at the sky:
 "Mamili--- Ich LIEBE Turnen!!"  (Mami, I LOVE Gymnastics!!)

We "warmed up" at the park across the street and headed over in time to go potty (yay for that still!) and "go to class".  I've always been a mom who NEVER wanted to get caught up in ANY craze about getting my kid "ahead" as the next Einstein, Mary Lou Retton, Greg Louganis, or Beethoven. So we work on the love and trust part of growing up the first 3 years.  After tons of somersaults and flipping through the living room across us, on us, under us, combined with his craze for music and dancing, I thought gymnastics would be a positive experience for him. Not to mention the 3.5 miles I ride to get there that gets me off of MY Kiester. So, we go, he does the obstacle course and jumps alllll over that trampoline lane. One body of fluid full on motion for 30 minutes straight, I kid you not. Really. See that red face?? So now we have Music Makers Monday and Flippin' Friday (Yeah, don't think the city would go for calling the class by that name. Sigh.)
p.s. Tonight in the shower, realizing that tomorrow is Friday, he stood up and did a hip swinging, finger in air pointing happy dance saying "oh yeah, oh yeah!" and I about laughed my head off. 

How do you feel about structured programs for kids at an early age?

Worth the Wait



...because it's like SuperHero of the Universe just walked through the door... finally.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

When the Lights go Out: MEN AT WORK

While Mom Makes Dinner... (this should be a series, really)

"Thailand with Slides" and "Asian"- Fingerpainted by Lukas
(See that yellow stroke in the middle? It's a slide, says Lukas)

"Nicht Thailand." "Asian"
Lately the CRAZE is "finger play mommy" Any good places for finger paint people? I need lots. And did ya know there are rolls of mail packing paper at the dollar store?? FOR A DOLLAR people?? Awesome.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Give me some FEEDBACK

...not about the college I chose to attend whose football team can't get it done (go cougars...really, would you go please?) but about my latest creation:

http://thestakechoir.blogspot.com/

So I made this blog tonight.

I'm the Stake Music Chair. I know that being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints means you have got a lot goin' on sometimes and the last thing people want is aNOTHer meeting.

Sooooo... download some free music. Look at it before stake choir practice. Then BAM just perform it and be amazing.

That's the plan anyways.

Friday, September 9, 2011

New Man in Town

Snacktime: strawberries, sunflower seeds, pretzels, craisins, cheese... the life.
Welcome to the Loehrmann Cafe. No diapers tread here. 5 days in Spiderman Underwear going strong. Before this week, he had no idea who Captain America and Buzz Lightyear were. All those funny guys are still just "super heroes" who "don't wear diapers" and Lightning McQueen and Doc are still just "racecars" but he has now noticed Buzz Lightyear at Borders and WalMart...calling out "Look Mommy! Buzz Lightyear!" haha.

The commercialism of boys' underwear is totally working. Love this kid. Love our lunch dates. Who says you can't have tea parties with a boy? We just call them picnic lunch, or sometimes he'll get all sassy (under)pantz and call it a "date" with mommy. Whoo whee, I am one lucky lady.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

UNTERWÄSCHE !!!

My name is Lukas. I am 2 years old and I've decided to dry out. These guys don't cushion my tumbling moves as much, but they have WAY cooler pictures on them. See?  I'm a "little man" now, and super heroes DO NOT wear diapers. I asked. And after my big debut Sunday at church, I'm pretty sure we're going for the long haul. You see, I stayed dry all night Sunday night. Going strong. Had a slip up once a day since committing, but at least it was on tile- or the balcony- (I'm such a considerate kid, you see), and I don't want to have to clean that up again. I even pray for help from Heavenly Father, and when I do, I wake up dry. Oh yeah, and I get stickers now to help me be motivated since I kept screaming like a banchee all of a sudden when mom or dad were trying to help. We're teaching each other how this thing called potty training works, because we're all going out on a limb (or on a potty) here. As of this moment I am super happy, got a heart sticker on my hand and an a+ sticker on my chart. I get an extra star if I actually TELL mom I gotta go.
Dude, I got this.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Priorities

I'd wanted to write about this for a long time, since our Stake RS activity MONTHS ago, but didn't.

The oil in the lamp must not only be full, but have extra for the road. Today we talked about spiritual self reliance, and the need to get our lives in order so that we do the Essential things first, the Necessary things next, and then fill in the "nice-to-dos" (from the Parable of the 10 Virgins and Julie Beck's BYU Women's Conference talk this year called Lionness at the Gate. Read it.) What would YOU put on YOUR three lists???

With suggestions from her talk, I've outlined the essentials, which I've realized really make a difference in my life: my attitude, my feelings of charity towards others, my level of patience with Lukas and other family members, and just my overall life satisfaction. It sounds too simple to actually work, but check it:

ESSENTIAL:
-reading scriptures
-personal prayer
-acting on/writing down inspiration that comes so I'll receive more
-Make and keep covenants
-Go to sacrament meeting and repent
-Do temple service
-Share the Gospel
And for each of these things there are blessings promised from God, so it's really a great deal.

NECESSARY
-Home-making
-Picking up
-Keeping house clean
-Cooking meals (to teach and gather my family)
-SMILING
-Teaching children to pray and walk uprightly
-Having Family Home Evening Monday nights
-Having time with my family
-Support my husband
-practice self reliance
-LOVE one another

NICE TO DOs:
(This is basically everything else, right??)
-Blogging
-Recreational Reading
-Movies
-Travel
-Crafts
-Hobbies
-outings with friends

Now, none of those "nice-to-dos" are bad things at all. In fact they may even be opportunities to refine a talent, or "get some sanity" or just unwind and have fun... but then I just caught myself. Wouldn't the Father of us all know that we need those things and provide those feelings through the Essentials and Necessary things? 

I've decided it must be like eating your fruits, veggies and grains instead of the constant barage of processed, instant, or too-sweet stuff (which are all okay on occasion, but not all the time right?)

After my first summer of deVOUring books (since college had kinda ruined that a little more me) I realized it was a lot more fun to pick up and see what L.M. Montgomery had written for me than Heavenly Father, and this talk totally helped me change my perspective. So to do this I've tried to read the scriptures as SOON as the now potty training little man hits the hay for naptime, It's "my time" so I do the ESSENTIAL first, then it's aMAzing how much more patient I am with him, and how there's still time for the other things.

He's potty training now, since this morning, so I definitely need patience. haha!
Happy Sunday!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Need a hug?

Price includes shipping and handling. Lots of handling.

Lukas Rides all over the place now on that Strider Bike. We don't go on walks anymore, but we go on runs with him. Oh dear. What have we done.




Drink Pickle Juice!

Apparently it helps win football games. Thank you BYU for a win (read here: thank you BYU for giving my family a chance at a nice evening together full of happiness instead of the shrouding gloom that besets this place upon the loss of BYUs football team).

I'd like to think that Lukas' singing of the entire cougar fight song helped.
I'd also like to add that every time I came in the room from making homemade pasta sauce by the bucketfulls that BYU scored.  Coincident you say?

I don't think so.

Go Cougars!


Oh, and want a really yummy dip? OMIGOODNESS this was good. Head to the KLEINES CAFE. Make enchiladas (so good), then use the rest of the filling (shredded chicken mixed with pureed bell peppers, jalapeno, onion) then mix the leftover with some salsa and cheddar cheese in the microwave. And throw in  a half o' tomato chopped to cool it down.  Mmmmmmm!

Friday, September 2, 2011

Go Speed Racer

You remember when you were a kid, trying to sneak out of bed and craned around corners just enough to see your parents before darting back to "safety", heart racing all the time with the hope of not being "caught"?

How funny it is to be on the flip side of that situation now. Except I'm sure he'll figure out eventually that someone can actually hear the door slamming each time he runs back into his room.

Good NIGHT Lukas. Sheesh. See you after naptime!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Put THIS salt in your summer!

Today is a day to go down in history.

Lukas did a somersault all by himself, without apparatus multiple times across the floor.

A roley-poley for months, today he ran, jumped and dove down for that head-over-heels like a professional athelete of the olympics for 2 year olds.

Tear, sniff. I am beaming with pride.

Side note: 37 pounds, but surely taller than 37 inches now. And he sometimes still asks to be rocked at night before finally going to sleep in his big man bed. That's toughness that I adore.