Sunday, December 21, 2008
Counting our blessings
Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Visit to the Space & Rocket Center!
Sunday, November 9, 2008
What Every Girl Needs to Know!
Here they are at their best in the first of the documentaries on urban fire-starting:
In all, they did a great job... much better than most Tenderfoot Boy Scouts... maybe it's the ex-Scoutmaster in me that makes me want to help the girls be more successful than some of the boys I taught... no one ever had to teach me how to build a fire... we just lit stuff on fire! Like the time I lit my younger brother Joseph on fire.
There are still disputed details about the story when Joseph or I tell it while the other is around, like whether Joseph was willing to be lit... I say he was and Joseph says he was forced or at least compelled by me. Regardless, his shirt was ignited and we were on our way to prove whether "Stop, Drop, and Roll" actually worked. I wasn't trying to kill him, though if we had done such a thing in today's world, I have been jailed for sure on a count of attempted murder. I wasn't even trying to hurt him; we just wanted to find out if "Stop, Drop, and Roll" really worked!
In the end, we realized it burned to have your shirt on fire, so instead of dropping to the ground, we pulled it off... over his head. That of course was what mostly burned off his eye brows and bangs. I think back and realize that we surely lied about the cause of the burned eyebrows and bangs... we probably blamed it on that old stove we had growing up that you had to lift the stove top to light the pilot lights each time... probably some lie like, "We didn't realize the burner was on before attempting to light the pilot lights". Uh-huh, yeah right... Sorry for lying mom! Well, he survived.
One thing's for sure... I realize that teaching your kids... or any kids for that matter... how to start a fire should be the lesson AFTER how to put one out! There's always next family home evening for that activity. It should accompany the lesson entitled, "Don't do stupid things."
P.S. Here's a few more recent pictures:

Here's a beautiful woman witha wild animal in her lap! That's Dan in the awesome Hippo costume that my sister, Megan, made for Kate... yes, we still love it Megan. You rock!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Halloween in Huntsville!
Here's Kate, the witch!
Here's Morgan, the Medieval Princess...
Here's Lillian, the black cat... third year in a row she's wanted to be a black cat.
And here's the bunch together.. a bunch of trouble-makers if you ask me! Just kidding, they're great kiddos.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
A Few Pictures
Digging up fossils in the sand box.
A Father-Son Moment
Here are a few other fun photos.
Katie has taken to sleeping with her head in a box. That is what I call random.
Crazy glasses from Aunt Jojo.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Deer, Apples, & Two Bits Of Sage Counsel
To be honest, Dan loves the cheap seats... being in backpacks, that is; at least when I'm carrying him around. Melissa doesn't believe in the backpack, but I say it's a staple. Dan likes it because he can see what's going on. He told me so. Not exactly, but I could imagine he would. Plus, he'll only be able to be in the backpack for a short while longer, so I'm taking advantage of it. Yesterday I mowed the lawn with Dan in the pack, and he fell asleep in it. That's when I get the warm little head drooping down on my neck and shoulder. I like it... except the drool part. But I'll take it if that's the cost.
While we were out for our walk we lucked out and happened to be the first out walking because the deer hadn't been scared away just yet. We say three little groups of deer. In the first group (which we we saw on the hill right where Morgan was pulverized and her arm broken) there were three does and a fawn. In the second group (about 100 yards away) we saw three does and two fawns and in the third group there were four does and two fawns. I say "does", but I guess there could have been some effeminate male deer (I could have used "antler-less", but it seems that the term "effiminate" has been tossed around everyone's blogs recently and I didn't want anyone to think the Clarks weren't up with mainstream Howe culture). So we saw 15 deer total, for those of you who were counting. I'm not sure how I feel about all the deer. I mean, I like that there is abundant wildlife, but I'm afraid for the garden. The broccoli is just a set of teeth away from its' demise! Oh well, we'll see how this first season goes before I start to counter the does!
The fall harvest has been a good one. As we drove home one day, I noticed the neighbors' trees breaking from the weight of all the apples thereon. So I pulled over and went and asked whether they were going to use all the apples and whether we could have some. They told us to take as many as we could. Yahoo! So we returned and picked about 100 pounds worth.
After picking them and returning home, Melissa was shocked thinking we had raided the trees but in actuality, we hadn't even scratched the surface. You couldn't tell we had picked any!
Joseph was up for the weekend, which was totally awesome! He flew in to Huntsville with a buddy who was trying to rack up more airtime, so we picked him up at the airport and while doing so, Kate and I got to fly up and around Huntsville. It was awesome. It wasn't like these huge jets that cruise at 34,000 feet; we were at 2,500 feet, so you could see the city and countryside in detail! I got to fly the plane myself for about 10 minutes and to be honest, I was nervous! It was cool and I usually like to try new things, but I was uncharacteristically nervous. Joseph's friend had explained the basics to me prior to me taking over, but it was nerve racking. I had the counsel Melissa gave me as I left the house with Kate and Dan ringing in my ears, "Please don't do anything stupid, Joshua." Maybe it was Morgan's broken arm that helped me to consider her advice more thoroughly? Hmm. Needless to say, I turned control back over to the pilot after only ten minutes.
Thanks to Joseph! It was a great weekend! To top it off, little Dan turned ONE and we got to experience General Conference! Dan is growing fast. He likes to climb, walk, and ride on little cars. He got a little Elmo car from Matt & Mona for his birthday, which he totally loves. Sadly though, he had no chocolate cake for his birthday, just pumpkin pie! (He ate it anyway!) He didn't like us singing the old melancholy Clark family birthday melody however. Happy birthday Dan!
As far as General Conference went, it was awesome. In the time since I have pondered the words of Elder Boyd Packer, whose talk was entitled, "The Test". He quoted a portion of what has been oft-termed, "The Standard of Truth" (originally written as part fo the Wentworth letter from Joseph Smith to John Wentworth in 1842), which says, "...the standard of truth has been erected: no unhallowed hand can stop the work from progressing, persecutions may rage, mobs may combine, armies may assemble, calumny may defame, but the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent till it has penetrated every continent, visited every clime, swept every country, and sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished and the great Jehovah shall say the work is done." He also said something that struck me, "...we will stay on course. We will anchor ourselves as families and as a church to these principles and ordinances. Whatever tests lie ahead, and they will be many, we must remain faithful and true."
What's interesting is that this morning I got an email from a woman that sends lots of stuff, and this morning it was a transcription of Elder Packer's remarks from the Fast & Testimony Meeting last Sunday (10/12) spoke of thr troubled times ahead. I read it twice and provide it here below with no apology for it's length. I won't comment on it but will let you draw your own conclusions:
"Even though I regularly have the opportunity to attend Fast and Testimony meeting, I don’t usually stand to speak. But today, I feel moved upon by the Spirit to share a message… Last weekend’s General Conference was different than any before. We felt that down at Church Headquarters and have been talking about it all week. We live in troubled times. There is great financial crisis and we’ve seen something that hasn’t happened in the last 60 years: the world’s financial markets are collapsing. I was six years old when the Great Depression began: the 10th of 11 children. My father was a mechanic and times were difficult for all of us. Many families were suddenly out of work all at once. There were la rge public projects to try and provide employment – like the great ditch or canal I remember being dug here in our city. It was at least six feet deep and dug by hand, with pick and ax. Nowadays, we’d use a piece of machinery to do it. But in those days, people worked with what we had. They were desperate times for many. There were things as a child that I didn’t understand and was afraid of. I didn’t like to go into the basement of our home. I thought the Boogeyman lived there. But as I grew older and we got some lights down there, I realized that the great dark space underneath the stairs was a large pile of old shoes. As a pair of shoes we were wearing would wear out or break down, we didn’t throw them out. We would use a shoe from tha t old pile as spare parts to repair our shoes or make new ones. It was just the way you did things in those times.
"There’s a scripture that says “Yet learn we obedience by the same things we suffer.” It seems sometimes that we don’t learn until we need to turn and rely upon the Lord. In the Book of Mormon, well, if you looked in my copy, in the Book of Helaman about chapter 12 or 13, you’d see that I’ve written-in a swirling chain of circles across the top of the page. It might look like old cursive, but that’s not what it’s meant to be. It’s meant to remind me of the cycles of the people. In times when they were blessed with great prosperity and wealth, they forgot the Lord. Then when they fell to bad habits which led some to wickedness and placed many in peril, the righteous would turn/return to the Lord in their humbler circumstances. It’s a cycle of prosperity and wickedness we see repeated over and over again in the scriptures and now again in our day.
"I remember once I went deer hunting with Brother Tuttle and some others. We were up in the mountains, riding on horseback. He went up one side of the canyon, and I went up the other. As I was riding, I bent over and just nearly kissed the saddle horn as we passed a low cedar tree that was right by the path. Well as we passed the cedar tree, there was no more path on the other side of it and the way before us was just a dropping hillside covered with loose shaley rock. I kicked my feet clear of the stirrups, just in case the horse reacted badly, and it was a good thing I did. She reared up and I was thrown back. I hit my head on some rocks and got a cut right above my eyebrow that was bleeding heavily. I’d been holding my rifle in m y hand and as my hand flew back and hit heavily against a rock, it broke as well. So I was laying there hurt and shaken. My companions on the other side of the canyon had seen what happened and I heard Brother Tuttle call out “Are you hurt?” I replied “Yes, I’m bleeding!” He called out again “Are you hurt?” I called again “Yes, I’m bleeding!”, but the wind was blowing the wrong way and they couldn’t hear me. The fourth time this happened, I yelled in response “No!” And they called back “Okay!” and continued to ride on up the mountain. That’s lesson one!
"I finally got myself up, caught my horse down the mountain where she had gotten caught in some branches, and managed to get into town where I was bandaged up and my hand was tended to. Shortly after that, I was traveling on business and was at the airport. A fellow traveler, an older man not of our faith, saw my bandaged hand and asked if I was all right. I replied rather offhandedly. And he responded that it was something I would remember all the rest of my days. He then told me that he had once worked at digging a canal – now that caught my attention because I remembered the canal I have mentioned. He said that he was out of work at the time [the Great Depression] and couldn’t find employment. He sa w the canal being dug and knew that if he asked the foreman for a job, he would be turned away. He saw a spare pick laying there, so he picked it up and started working. A short while later, the foreman walked by and, not recognizing him, asked him what he was doing. He explained to me that he told the foreman he was out of work and stated “I need to work. You don’t have to pay me, but I need to work.”
"Well, as you might expect, they worked things out and he was paid for his labors. We then proceeded to talk, this older fellow and I, and I have remembered his counsel. Now I am the old man giving counsel to you. In the Great Depression, people were frightened and growing more so. They began to be very resourceful. They had to be. Looking forward, we’re all going to learn that lesson, one way or another.
"The Church is in excellent condition. You don’t need to worry about that. But as individuals we will face difficulty. Some will come to the Bishop seeking financial aid and counsel. And as judges in Israel, the Bishop will respond. The time for financial largess in our ward activities is over.” [President Packer then turned directly to our Bishop and counseled him that last year’s youth trip to Nauvoo, which was, President Packer said, a great opportunity for testimonybuilding and missionary work, will not happen again. Times of/for that sort of expense in the Church are past.]
President Packer then shared experiences of providing aid and service after the great Tsunami devastated Indonesia. He recalled... “I was speaking on the phone with a government minister who said “I’m standing in Banda Aceh and you cannot imagine what I am seeing. A city of a million people has been swept away and there is nothing.” A week later, I was standing in area of Banda Aceh and the need was immense.
“What do you need?” I asked. “Body bags” was the reply. So we found 20,000 body bags in China and had them on a plane the next day. A call came, “we need 30 [thousand] more.” We found them and they were sent.The next call “do you have any motorcycles? We need to get back into the mountain villages with aid and medical supplies, but the roads are gone. Trucks can’t get through and elephants are too slow. If we had motorcycles, we could get through.” “Are they to be found in Asia” I asked. “Yes,” he said. So we found the motorcycles and had them on their way the next day. The Church is sound and is able to provide these types of aid as a back-up where there is need. We [as members and in our individual wards] are the back-up position of the Church. Learn to apply the old Pioneer adage – “Eat [use] it up. Wear it out. Make do, or do without.” We’re going to have to learn to do without. Again, “Eat it up. Wear it out. Make do, or do without.” Even if we have the resources, we need to do more to be thrifty. Others will rely on us. The Church will rely on us. It is our responsibility and duty to be caring for ourselves, our family, and those around us. Be watching for need. Set something by that we can be of help to others when the time comes. Trust in the counsel of our wise elders/older people.
"There are nearly 60,000 missionaries serving throughout the world today. The cost to support a missionary is right about $400 a month today. That’s $4,800 a year. Consider if we have the resources that there may be others who don’t and who have a need. When Brother Tuttle was a young man, he had a strong desire to serve a mission. But he didn’t have the money to pay for it, and his family didn’t have the money for it. So Brother Tuttle thought of who was the richest man in his town and, after saying a prayer, he approached him. A loan was made, a mission served, and the loan repaid. Those who need our help may not always ask us.
"It’s about time the Lord taught us a lesson. A great catastrophe is coming. Now I probably shouldn’t say that because then it will happen. But it is going to happen. That’s what it will take to turn our hearts to the Lord. And we will learn from it. Our prayers will be different, less selfish. The scripture says “If ye are prepared, ye need not fear.” Renew your prayers. You can [also] think a prayer. Carry a prayer in your heart throughout the day. Learn to pray for that which is of worth. Another scripture says “…do not spend money for that which is of no worth, nor your labor for that which cannot satisfy.” (2 Nephi 9:51) That can be applied both spiritually [to prayer] and physically.
"Use what we have. If something is broken, fix it. Our young people are going to see different times than what they are used to. To you teenagers, your life will be different. Things are changing. You will have to do without some of the things you are used to expecting. Don’t be afraid. Change your life to do without the extravagances and luxuries that you’ve expected.
"Learn to pray. There’s a difference between ‘saying prayers’ and praying. A wonderful time is coming – it’s not going to be easy, and it’s not going to be short. But don’t be afraid. Brother Tuttle was one of the Seventy when there were just seven of them. Now there are eight quorums of the Seventy called to go throughout all the world. It’s an apostolic calling to teach the gospel to every nation, people and tongue. They’ll know what to do and will lead and counsel where they are called. Take care of what we’ve got.
"Begin to save. The rainy day is coming – in fact, the snowy day is already here [in reference to today’s first winter snow]. Reset our expectations. Give up selfishness. Wickedness is all around us. In today’s world, it’s not safe for children to be outside alone. We need to be ever watchful. We need to protect ourselves from the wickedness, avarice, and greed in the world. Read the scriptures and the revelations. The guidance and counsel are there. Read with new eyes, and the scriptures, the Book of Mormon, will take on new meaning.
"As President Bush and world leaders gather in the coming week and the weeks ahead, there will be no easy answers or solutions. Hard times are ahead and it’s difficult for them to see what to do. It’s important to listen to the Sprit. We are led by prophets and apostles. We can see ahead. We can be and are prepared. I pronounce upon you an Apostolic blessing. Comfort our children. Little children can be afraid of things we might not think of. Comfort them and strengthen our families. Turn off the television and focus on family. Pay your tithing. The promise is there – pay your tithing and you’ll be watched over. You’ll be alright. None of us is exempt from trials. If hard t imes come upon you and your income dwindles, remember that tithing is equitable for everyone: 10%. If you have nothing, then it’s 10% of practically nothing. Pay your tithing, do what you’re supposed to do. You’ll be comforted.
"Sure trials will come. Because of them, faith will increase. Happiness will increase. Security will increase. You’ll be glad to be alive at this time. It’s a good time to be living. To be raising children. I leave this testimony, counsel, and blessing with you in the holy name of Jesus Christ, Amen!"
Thursday, October 2, 2008
It's Hard to Know What is Random
8 RANDOM THINGS:
1. It is very hard for me to pay full price for anything--I waste time and money (in the form of gas) trying to find the best deal. Such effort is only occasionally rewarded with a good deal.
2. Eating a ripe banana makes me gag.
3. I love to dip french fries in milk shake (sweet and salty: yum! yum!).
4. I think Hercules is an awesome name to give a boy. Herc is such an awesome nick name too!
5. I am a BBC miniseries addict. Netflix is my pusher. I am trying to reform.
6. My all time favorite form of exercise is swimming, but I hate flip-turns.
7. I always wanted to marry a redhead and have a redheaded little girl. Some dreams do come true.
8. My family members are my very best friends and I miss them exponentially more than I thought I would.
Okay, that was fun. Now let's see if I can come up with eight people to tag: Amy, Jen, Linda, Lesley, Bekah, Sarah, Ben, Jeremy. Look at that! I didn't even have to use all the bloggers I know!
Monday, September 29, 2008
And The Walkin' Man Walks...
Okay, so you couldn't really see Kate's haircut unless you are a professional with video splicing tools or something, so here's a picture! It looks even better when it's brushed!
P.S. This picture was taken just before Morgan's little broker was fired.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Parents Usually Know Better...
It's true the weekend didn't begin with, "Hey Billy, watch this..." but it might as well have. Melissa had just left for Birmingham to go to the Temple with some friends as few hours earlier, when the kids and I finished dinner and had a few hours of daylight left. We decided to go bike riding. You see, Morgan had just taken off the training wheels several days earlier and was going strong... really no wrecks at all (other than the one where the neighbor's little pomeranian with the stretchy-leash still attached came chasing her and ended up getting the flexible part fo the leash wrapped around the back wheel and getting sucked up and under the back wheel of her bike... which did in fact cause Morgan to crash, but that's really not bad at all). So off we went to ride around the one mile loop/cul-de-sac we live off. Lilly was on her bike, Morgan on hers, and Kate and Dan were in the stroller hot on their tail with dad pushing quickly behind.
We got to the hill (the big one; the one that makes me start running full speed just to keep up with myself) and Lillian and Morgan asked if they could ride home by going back the way we came. "We know the way dad, please?", they pleaded. They fear the big hill.
"No," I responded. "You need to learn to ride up and down hills too."
After a rather long interchange, Lillian still refused being a rather stubborn child, but Morgan conceeded. (Maybe you can see where this is going...)
Well, off Morgan went. Down the hill; gaining speed. I yelled, "Use the brake; step on the brake!" At that point I could see 10 seconds into the future. It wasn't good. I immediately put the brake on the stroller and started off in the fastest sprint I could muster from my thirty-year-old legs. But as you can imagine, it wasn't fast enough. Her steering started to waver and next thing we saw was her precious little body being hurled in unnatural directions with great speed.
Her injuries were severe; of course the abrasions on her knees, elbow, abdomen, and chin were bleeding, though not profusely. She was screaming in pain. The greasy chain marks down her legs and scapes from the chainwheel were not bad. It was the new wrist she gained in the crash that caught my attention. Without question, her perfect little arm had been broken. It was not a compound fracture (no bones poking through the skin), but it was bad. I picked up her broken, bleeding body, realizing full well that I caused this tradgedy, and carried her to the side of the road.
I have started to pay for that short-sighted choice to almost force Morgan to do something she was smart enough to realize was a terrible idea. I will continue to pay for this choice in more ways than one. Hopefully I learned my lesson.
By the time I got a hold of Melissa and she got back home, it was 11:00PM. Luckily, Kate and Lillian had both fallen asleep in the ER; Kate in an umbrella stroller and Lilly in two chairs pressed together. Dan had woken from his nap at about 10:00 PM and was wide awake by the time the doctor was sedating Morgan in preparation for her fracture reduction. After being admitted to the hospital for the night and next day (due to complications in the reduction), we are all home and Morgan will get to realize how difficult it can be to lose the partial function of one's dominant hand.
All this without even having said, "Hey Billy watch this...". Chalk one up for the stupid dad.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Dan Started Formal Jedi Training
A Walk in the Rain
After church today, Lillian, Morgan, Kate, and I put on out rain gear and went for a walk. A walk in rain gear? It was pretty much a downpour, but being that we’re from the desert and can't get enough of rain, we figured we’d go for a stroll. We walked around our little loop (the one mile enclosed cul-de-sac we live off), which is about a mile and then Morgan attempting to convince me to allow a detour to one of her friend’s houses.
(That's Kate in the red raingear)
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Melissa Mows the Lawn!
Saturday, August 23, 2008
My Punishment for Moving Away: Appendicitis Strikes Again!
Sunday, July 13, 2008
The New House
These two outiside pictures are of the backyard --where the kids will do most of their playing-- and the side yard-- where we intend to put our vegetable garden. There is a similar open grassy area on the other side of the house but we can't garden there because of the location of the septic tank.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Sarah's Bridal Shower
Monday, April 14, 2008
Pride and Prejudice Completion
I vastly enjoyed the book and am no longer an Austen Fan Imposter. WHOOHOOO!!! I am now about 6 chapters into To Kill a Mockingbird. Very good so far--Thanks for the tip Linda!
1. An orchard. Apples, Pears, Peaches, maybe some nuts. I would call it the "Grove of the Prophets" and each tree would be named for a different prophet.
2. Nice hardback copies af all my favorite books that I only have in paperback (Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, Anne of Green Gables . . . the list goes on).
3. A bottomless "eating out" fund for when I just don't feel like cooking, especially when it gets hot in the summer.
4. A summer-long trip travelling by rail throughout Europe (with a nanny of course to help me with the children and watch them in the evenings so Joshua and I could go out).
5. A Library/Study in my house with wall to wall bookshelves filled with good books, several very comfortable chairs, and a few well placed sunny windows to provide lots of good reading light.
I think everyone that I know has been tagged--I am the last. Does that mean I win!?!
Veggie Tales
I did feel somewhat sorry for him--here he was struggling with this horrible substance we put in his mouth and everyone just kept laughing and asking to see it again. It turns out it was the thick texture he did not like--not the taste. I thinned them out the next time I fed him and he seemed to really like them.




