Laughter....

...i am in need of some. I need to laugh until it hurts. I need to laugh until I cry. I am needing that laughter that you get when you have laughed for so long that sound does not come out any more. I love this laughter. It has been a void in my life for far to long. I hope to find it again soon.

Sharing the Love!

I just saw this on my friend, Jena's blog - I thought it sounded like fun so I decided to play along! To show the love this week and celebrate Valentine's Day, here is what you do...
The first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive, at some point during the year, a handmade gift from me. What it will be and when it will arrive is a total surprise! The catch is that you must participate as well. Before you leave your comment, write up a pay it forward post on your blog to keep the fun going. Then come back, let me know you're going to play and sit back and anticipate the arrival of your gift! If I don't have your e-mail address already, please include it in your post, or e-mail it to me at clemjane@yahoo.com . Remember, only the first 3 comments will receive a gift from me, so be quick!

Out of the mouth of babes...

I had the opportunity to go with my sister and her family to the Draper Temple open house on Saturday. It was beautiful inside. I love the time I get to spend with my family. I got to carry my niece through the temple. She is a joy in my life. She loves me...what more can I say. :) I love that she loves life and shows it. She is normally the one walking around just saying, "happy, happy, happy." And she is just that (unless you take her Uncle Jason away to Grandpa Val's house, watch out). As we were walking through the baptistery my sister and her husband, Bryan were talking about the baptistery to my nephew Eric. I was doing my best to keep Brylee entertained and quiet...I was doing a dang good job...until she saw the oxen. Did you know that temple baptisteries echo? I did, just didn't know how loud. As loud as little Brylee could say it, she pointed to the oxen and said, "Cow....MOOOOOOOOO!" I was laughing as reverently as I possibly could. We walked past an older temple worker who was laughing just as hard, if not harder than I was. Oh how I love her.