Sunday, December 24, 2017

MistleToes from G. Phyl

If you knew Grandma Phyl Phyl you knew she loved getting pedicures. Her toes were always fresh. Despite snow and frigid Utah winters she managed to show off her piggies year round. She loved this nail salon in PG by our house and would often stop for a pedicure before family parties at our house. 

When she passed away in August our family was heartbroken. As we gathered together at her house sorting through old memories, my mom found a pedicure gift card I had given Grandma Phyl last Christmas Eve 2016. People probably gave her so many of those and she never got a chance to use this one. My mom said it should go back to me since I had given it to Grandma. 

Yesterday my mom, Roxanne, Millie and I took Pearl to get her first pedicure. She was so excited and felt like one of the big girls. I'm sad grandma Phyl Phyl didn't get to use her pedicure gift card from us but I hope she was glad Pearl could use it for her first pedicure. We all talked and remembered Grandma as we were getting our toes done. 

Christmas Eve reminds me so much of her and all of the fun times we had down in her basement. Singing Christmas songs, gifts from Grandpa's store, sitting on Santa's lap, Rox and I forced to sing "Sisters," and cramming 80 Smarts into her downstairs family room. So many memories I'll always be grateful for. 
 I'm still amazed that her last Christmas Eve alive she hosted 75 people for dinner, games, activities.  She was truly amazing. 

Tonight we will miss singing an off key version of silent night on her red shag carpet with all of the Smart extended family but Pearl and I are loving our fresh toes and thinking of our sweet Grandma Phyl Phyl today. Every time I think of her I'm reminded to love life.  Love you Grandma.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Sweaty Sweaters.

In December Roman & Michelle through a Sweaty Sweater Party and it was such a fun night.  There was way too much delicious food, live entertainment, cookie decorating, hot chocolate bar, White Elephant exchange, Sweater Contest and best of all... hanging out with the coolest cats I know. 

Roman and Michelle's house looked darling.  It was such a cute Christmas house and Michelle really outdid herself on all of the decorations.  Kris Kringle himself would be proud.   Also, thanks to Rhett, we were all serenaded with live Christmas music!  I felt so cool I was watching the door for Beyonce to stroll in. Very Classy Christmas.
 Michelle took cookie decorating a step further, she handmade little cookie shaped sweaters.  They were so cute and fun to decorate.  Mindy was even able to replicate Grandma Phyl's historical sweater that broke the internet.  #gPhylBreaksTheInternet

Pearl was in sweetness overload.  Decorating these cookies was one of the best moments of her life thus far, I swear.  

"I woke up like this."

Three FROS are better than one.

 Next was the Swaggiest Sweater Contest.  Things get heated and tension runs thick, but when Phyllis walked in the door all hopes of placing 1st were shattered.  She was just too bitchin' and all knew it.  Her get up had everything but I'd say she swept the contest with the "WOW," factor her sweater brought to the party.  She was quoted that night saying, "I don't know, sometimes I even surprise myself!" Talk about an 84 year old with swagger.  She sneezed and the beat got sickah.
 Danny and Rhett stole the prize for 2nd and 3rd.  Rhett sporting a fur lined duster looking like some male model that stepped out of a high fashion catalog. 

 Danny with a steamy turtle neck paired with a vintage but stylin' Canine themed vest.  
Hot DAWG. 
I'm takin' that home tonight.

(Why don't Beetle and Mindy age?!)
Cher's bejeweled shoulders almost as beautiful as her holding baby Rudolph.

 Jane kept smiling at all of the gorgeous sweaters, I'm sure that's why.

Gotta get the 4 generations photo in dazzly sweaters for posterity sake.

 I unfortunately didn't get photos of everyone that was there!  Dang.  But it was such a fun night and I'm glad now I'll remember it. 
Until next year my Sweaty and Swaggy friends.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

If I Could Talk to My Dad.

If I could talk to my dad.

I'd tell him how bad I miss him. I'd tell him how much I love him and how grateful that he was my dad. I'd tell him how good of an example he set for me and my siblings and how I want to be just like him.

I want to tell him about how big baby Ricker is, I know he'd be so stoked and wouldn't stop saying, "There's no way that kid won't play for BYU." I hope little Ricker can live up to such a big name and aim high to be like you.

I would tell him how much Pearl has grown up and how well she talks. How great she did at potty training and if I'd let her, Diet Coke would always be her drink of choice. She is so sweet and smart. And every time the car is stopped she asks for a,"creepy story." I know she wants one of yours but mine will have to do.

I would tell you that I am trying to do more with music and singing on my own! I never thought I would be singing in front of a crowd by my own doing and not yours! I don't know if the nervous feeling of singing to a crowd reminds me of you always getting me in things I was too scared to do. I sang a couple weeks ago at the concert in the park and when I sang, "A house is a home." I looked up and saw our whole family except you. I had to hold back tears as I sang because I thought of you. "A house is a home even when we've up and gone." Because even though you're gone I still have your memory. I still have so many happy memories that live on. You live on.

I'd tell him no party is or will ever be the same. Everyone tries hard but without the, "Ricker Touch," and presence it's just not the same.

I would tell you that you are sorely sorely missed. When I actually remember you are gone I feel nauseous. I feel myself physically frowning. Fat tears still well up in my eyes and I can't help but cry and wish you were still here.

Me and mom miss you so much. We think and talk about you every day. Mom is being so strong and you'd be so proud of her. I know she is so sad but stays strong for us.

We are trying hard to make sure grandma Phyl Phyl is taken care of and present at all of the family functions. I love to have her tell me stories of your childhood I've never heard.

I seriously just miss shootin' the breeze most. Reminiscing about how  my fairytale wedding was such a fluke. (When really it wasn't a fluke. Everything you and mom ever have done turned out so amazing).

And how I got so many good deals at yard sales this summer. Checking out new diners and dives. Talking about all the weird but good people that live in PG.

I'm still sad we never got to watch Danny eat a disgusting slimy Cornish pastry together. That would have been so flippin funny. Instead I just remember the day you and I got suckered into eating them and how bad we were gagging, but mostly laughing so hard we couldn't breathe.

I wish I had learned how to refinish furniture from you. You had such a talent. I look at all of the beautiful furniture in my home you refinished and think of you always.

I wish I could tell people how cool you are, but no words could ever do you justice. This mainly makes me sad because my kids won't know. Danny and I will try our hardest to make sure our kids know how awesome of a person their grandpa Ricker was. How there was no one more loyal or hardworking than you. No one that partied harder or loved his family more than you. No one that loved his wife and spending time with her more than you.

Your kids and grand kids talk about and miss you more than you know. Every time I cry, two year old Pearl asks, "Are you missing grandpa?" We love you so much and are feeling extra sad today but also extra grateful for the time with you we were blessed with. A year has passed and in some ways it seems fast but in more ways it seems like a long long year without you.

Even though I wish so much these weren't the circumstances and I could say this all to your face I also feel like you already know it. I feel like you aren't too far away and you know your family misses you dearly.

They asked the whole smart family to sing in sacrament meeting  last week. Hilarious right? We sang "Families can be together forever."  I think it was definitely for our family and not the congregation. I've always known our family is forever but I know even more now that I will see you again. I'm grateful for you and the family I will be forever with.  Love you dad.

Friday, February 21, 2014


Since I wrote this post a year ago and today started doing a post on her THIRD birthday, I decided I would finally post this... ha ha.  

"Puhl,"  as she calls herself, is two.  Pearl is two?  What the crap? 
Sometimes I can't believe she's only two and other days it seems like not so long ago we were walking through our front door for the first time as a family of three.  Pearl has been such a joy in my life.  Though at times she can be a fiesty little pistol, she really is a sweetheart with such a love of life.  She still smiles more than any other person I know.  I love this because it's so contagious and now I'm probably the person who smiles second most. 
Sometimes I can't believe it was just a year ago we watched her double fisting handfuls of her 1st birthday cake.

 I haven't blogged the last six months of her life so here are some updates on my favorite two year old.

-I love the way she says "Stop it. Don't mom." It's slightly annoying because I'm just trying to brush the tangles out of her hair, but she has such a cute voice I kinda like it. 

-She is already full of crap.  Definitely MY daughter and Ricker's granddaughter. 
-The way she says "Oh sick," "Pee-you!" Or, "Ew, gwoss," when I'm changing her diaper. Her newest phrase, and Danny's personal favorite, while changing HER diaper is "Pee-you Wickuh!" (Ricker) Already learning to pass the buck. 
-Some of my favorite things she says:
"Sockalut." (Chocolate.)
"Mom, I Mott." (Mom, I'm smart.)
"Sarin mom!" (When someone isn't "sharing" with her exactly when she wants.)
"Per-yee!" (Pearlie.)
"Ooooast done!" (The toast is done)
"Danny fuuuuunny mom!"
-When I ask her a question, like "Where are your boots?" She says, "I dunno?" And when I tell her not to do something asks "Why?" All the time.  
-The way she calls Polka Dots, 'Bubbles.'  I seem to have an obsession, because there are a lot of 'Bubbles,' hanging in her closet.
-The way she meows like a cat.  ^^^  Picture the above face while swiveling her neck around and the longest weirdest "cat" sound you've ever heard.  Millie calls it, "Sassy Cat."  It's hilarious and weird.

  -She goes crazy when she's hears music and starts doing the left chicken wing flap and steamroller with her arms. She got her dad's dance moves that's for sure. Her favorite toys right now are a singing teapot and an elephant that plays music.                  
-She constantly says "thank you-welcome" after everything I do for her. I'm trying to teach her those are two different things. Most of the time she tries to be so polite though, it's so cute.

-She LOVES to sing and is constantly walking around the house singing "Bo on the Go." Or her newest, "Baaaaby you're a fiiiiiiiya-wuuhk!" Katy Perry's 'Baby You're a Firework."  Not sure how I feel about that one.
She has gotten better about biting but sometimes she lets her excitement/anger get the best of her and sinks her teeth into Danny's shoulder or poor Brigham's arm. 
We're still working on it, because she definitely is our little fireball.
Sometimes we meet in the middle and she only looks half crazy.  Yes... that's a poncho over a peacoat.
-She has become quite the fashionista and putting together hideously hilarious outfits.  It's not as hilarious when we have five minutes to get to church and she refuses to take off giant butterfly wings that she's wearing over a leopard dress with sweatpants underneath.  My mom says it's Karma.  To that, I say YIKES, because I know it's the truth.

-She loves all of her cousins!
-She's deathly afraid of snakes even though she's only seen one once on my parent's porch this Summer.  Whenever she wakes up crying she says, "Nake!  Nake bite me!" So sad.

-You're probably all wondering about Potty Training.  For the last six months a couple times a week, randomly, Pearl will go into the bathroom and do her business by herself.  But when I can tell she is going in her diaper and ask her if she wants to hurry and go on the toilet she yells, "No!"  So we'll see how this whole potty training thing goes with such a strong willed and opinionated two year old this weekend.
-Her dad is her very favorite person.  She watches him with the saddest expression through our kitchen window drive away to work in the morning saying, "Awwww, bye Danny."  
And you should see how excited she gets when he gets home.  I hope they always have a close relationship.  She loves family prayers at night and can't wait to kneel down over the ottoman in her room.   She loves Nursery and whenever we drive past a church she yells, "Mom! Chuuch!"  She brought me her church shoes twice this week and said, "Come on, Mom.  Chuuch."  I'm pretty convinced she wishes her nursery leader was her mom, she is pretty awesome.                                                                                                                                                  
-After every book she reads she says amen.  Too cute and funny.                                                                       -She's getting harder to get a picture of but I guess I shouldn't complain. The other morning I heard "Cheese!" Coming from her crib. 
-She loves baby Ricker and I have caught her laying on top of him more than once. Luckily he's girthy and can handle a beating already.  She LOVES to put his pacifier or bottle in his mouth or cover his face with a blanket.  Already my little helper....

The strongest of sibling bonds are formed by the heater vent.
I love the way she rubs his belly and says "Wickuh! He's ta-yoot! He's ta-yubby." It wasn't as cute when she found a 13-year-old picture of me and pointed and said "Mom, ta-yoot, Mom ta-yubby!"
-She loves to color. The only problem is she's obsessed with markers and refuses all colored pencils and crayons. I'm going to have to paint my whole house because all my walls are marked up.  Good thing she's cute.

Best Buddies.
-Pearl has two moms whom she completely adores, Cher and Millie. She loves Millie so much and loves to copy everything she does. Sometimes this is a good thing sometimes it's not. 
I seriously had just vacuumed and left them in there while I went to put Ricker down for  a nap.
I was gone for like 5 minutes... hello empty drawers.
Really though, Millie is so grown up now it's crazy. She changed two of pearl's diapers and got her dressed by herself yesterday! They play so cute together, I love it.  Pearl also lives to see my mom everyday. She clings to her and gives her hugs and loves to follow her around the house.                                                                                                                                                   -She's obsessed with this giant red blanket she calls it her "Bye-Chee" she won't sleep without it. I washed it the other day because it was disgusting and she cried for a half hour on the laundry room floor yelling, "By-Chee! By-Chee!"  The only thing more ridiculous than that is hearing myself ask Danny to hand me, "By-Chee."                                                                                                                                -I'm worried we have a case of OCD on our hands. She loves to clean and is always trying to clean my walls and kitchen floor. Is she my daughter? She also loves washing her hands and loves hand sanitizer. She has to have clean hands. Yep, she's my daughter.
-Her favorite foods are chips, nerds, chocolate, oranges, and bananas.  So...junk food and fruit.  Also my daughter.
-She's become quite the talker and can say pretty much anything she wants. Most of the time it's nice that she can communicate and actually tell us what's hurting or what happened. Other times when we go for a drive and she yells, "Daaaaaanny! Daaaaachel!" over and over again I wish she couldn't talk. :)
-It's a bittersweet moment when you pull up to a gas station and she says, "Mom, I wanna Coke."
Time is flying and I am doing my best to savor all of the time I get to spend with my little girl.
We just love our Pearlie so much and feel so lucky that we get to be her parents.
Happy Birthday Pearl!


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