2/18/2018

Happy Birthday Lily!

Lily
By Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy Birthday Lily. Hope you day is filled with love.

If you eat a pickle
It will make you wiggle
And if you swallow a fly
It will make you sigh
If you do a flip
It might make you hip
If you give me a smile
I’ll walk with you a mile
If you tell me, “I love you.”
I’ll be a cow and moo.
If you do a swirl
Then your hair will curl.
If you dance a jig
You would be so big
If you count to ten
You’ll wonder where you’ve been
If you sleep so tight
Your Grandma then just might
Love you forever and a day
So Lily, what to you say?  

2/10/2018

Happy Birthday EMMA!!!

Dear Emma,
Happy Birthday to my precious granddaughter. I’m giving you one of my favorite books. It is a children’s book so the language is simple but this story has a profound message.
This book talks about some of the ways we can like ourselves.
Sometimes we forget that we can be our own best friend.
Sometimes we forget that we are our own best company.
Sometimes we forget to take good care of ourselves.
Sometimes we forget to look in the mirror and say, “Hi, good-looking!”
Sometimes we forget to like our body just the way it is.
Sometimes we forget that when we are sad, we can cheer our self up.
Sometimes we forget that when we fall down, we can pick ourselves up.
Sometimes we forget that when we make mistakes, we can try and try again.
Sometimes we forget that no matter where we go or what we do, we will always be us.

Emma, I love having you for my granddaughter. My heart sings when you walk in my door and come to my home.
It is a joy to live close to you and watch you grow up.
I hope you always remember to like yourself.
I will always love you with all my heart and soul.
Love,
Grandma Baadsgaard

2/02/2018

Alisa Baadsgaard - Award Winner in the 46th Annual Utah All-State High School Art Show

My daughter Alisa Mary Baadsgaard is an award winner in the 46th Annual Utah All-State High School Art Show.

Her work will be on display at the Springville Art Museum for the next few weeks.

Check out this link for more information:



Alisa took apart an old piano and used the pieces to create
stunning works of art. The circle at the bottom is made
from piano keys and the spiral is made from the hammers
that strike the wires to produce the sound. 
Way to go Alisa!
Alisa saying a few words after she received the congressional award.

1/24/2018

Happy Birthday Josh

Jan. 22, 2018
Dear Josh,
Happy birthday Josh! Can you believe you are eighteen now? The time has gone so quickly. As I look back over these years, I relish the opportunity I’ve had to be there and watch you grow up. It sure has been a joy to be your grandma.

I was there when you were born. Even though the nurses told me to stay in bed because I’d just had a C-section when your aunt Alisa was born, I was determined to be there and see you born. It was one of the most amazing moments in my life . . . seeing by baby give birth to her baby. I realized how quickly life passes and how vital it is to savor every single moment. Your mother and I came home from the hospital on the same day to my house so we could heal together. April held you and I held Alisa in my king-size bed while we cared for both of you. Not very many mothers and daughters have that kind of bonding time.

I’ve been so blessed to live close to you through these years and watch you grow up. I always noticed what an intelligent and thoughtful boy you were. You always had lots of questions and were quietly observant. You and Alisa were good buddies for a few years and then your brother Matthew joined the family. The three of you had lots of adventures in our two acre back yard.

Then Caleb came to your family. You worried a lot that he only had one eye but soon discovered that he was just winking at us. In our family winking means, “I love you. You are wonderful. You can do it.” I noticed how kind and gentle you were with Caleb. You were always there for him and always made sure that he felt your love. I especially loved hearing you and Matty sing, “I am a Child of God” whenever his oxygen levels were low.

During those early years, we had lots of picnics and trips to the park in the spring and summer. Sometimes Grandpa would pull you around on sleighs with the 4-wheeler or up at the cabin in the winter. We always came over and visited each Sunday. You were always at my house for our Christmas Eve traditions. Every time there is a birthday or a holiday you and your family will come to my house or the cabin and make everything more fun because you are there.

I remember the day your elementary school called me and asked if I could come over. You had an accident and they couldn’t reach your parents. I sped over to your school and found you lying down in the nurse’s office. You were so brave.

I remember the year when you were in fifth grade and moved from Orem to Spanish Fork. I was so thrilled to have you live closer to me. I loved watching you and Alisa look out for each other while you were in the same class. It was been fun to see you go to junior high and then to high school together and be in many of the same classes and dance groups. Then there have been long walks and talks at the cabin and lots of fun vacation trips we’ve had together and rousing BYU games.

I get a kick out of watching you do your science experiments in your bedroom laboratory,  in your garage or on your web-site with materials you gleaned from dumpster diving or at garage sales.
I admire the way you are a self-motivated learner. You’ve worked hard in school and the awards and honors you’ve received are well deserved. You were the first student in your high school to score a perfect 36 on the ACT on your first try. That is amazing. The other ways you have excelled have been more quiet but equally important. I’ve watched how you lead by your example with your friends and the other boys in your ward, school and neighborhood.   

God has given you wonderful caring parents and loving home to grow up in. You have been nurtured and taught guiding principles that if followed with give you your greatest opportunity for ultimate peace and joy in this life.

The other determined life you have lived is about to end as you graduate from high school. This is both an exciting and scary time because as you step into adulthood you make your own choices. I have every confidence in you that you will choose wisely.

Joshua I love you with all my heart. One of the greatest blessings in my life is having you in it. You are a joy to my soul. I will always be here cheering you on and excited to see what comes next for you. I’m your greatest fan.
All my love,
Grandma

1/22/2018

Happy Birthday Alisa!

Eighteen years ago I saw you for the first time
and held you in my arms.
What a gift  you were and are to me.
Happy Birthday Alisa!

12/19/2017

Happy Birthday Elizabeth Diane Baadsgaard!

Elizabeth Diane Baadsgaard
born today!
6 lbs. 12 oz. 18 3/4 inches
A little piece of heaven!

Happy Birthday Mitchell

Mitchell the Magnificent
By Grandma Baadsgaard
I love you Mitchie Moe

Today Mitchell is eleven
That is way more than seven
Or eight, nine or even ten
Or any other age he’s been

Mitchell is growing up you see
Into the man he is going to be
He is a fine specimen to the core
And discovering his wings to soar

Mitchell is a history buff you see
Who studies how we used to be
Point to the globe and an ancient time
He knows their tales and their clime

He is a craftsman with his pen
Writes plays about where we’ been
He is a sage of the ancient stories
Even if they are a little gory


He makes music with passion and vibe
Wants the world to know he is alive
For he knows a song is also a story
 With tales of battles in all their glory

If he were alive in distant times
He would be a warrior sublime
With courage and strength to spare
Fight with him only if you dare

Give him a sword and a shield
Then sit back and watch him build
A life that is worthy of honor and respect
From all the people he has met

For Mitchell will make his place in history
For the entire world is bound to see
That he is the hero of a life well spent
Because Mitchell is really is magnificent 

12/05/2017

Happy Birthday Matthew

MATTHEW AT SIXTEEN
By Grandma Baadsgaard
I love you Matthew

A license to drive
Will help you survive
If you have to go
Somewhere . . . so

Get your 40 hours in
With your nearest kin
Then take the test
And do your best

Then leave with a smile
And drive a few miles
While mom grabs the armrest
And dad does his level best
Not to think about the cost
Insurance money that is lost
When a sixteen year old
Takes the wheel so bold
And smiles through his teeth
Mom and dad feel no relief

For it is a jungle out there
Join in the race if you dare
Even if you know the rules
You learn there are a few fools
Who insist on driving so fast
You’re sure you won’t last

Then you remember you are no pro
You better slow down so
At least you can stop in time
To keep your head from turning to slime
Mom drops to her knees as you drive away
And prays you will return home some day

11/30/2017

Christmas Concert Tonight!

Concert tonight!
I LOVE playing with this orchestra!

11/26/2017

Baadsgaard Family Thanksgiving Weekend Fun

Top row left to right  Evelyn and Ross
Middle Row: Irene, Leanna and Melanie

Bottom row: Margaret, Karen and Sue.

I love this amazing Baadsgaard family with all my heart.
They are all so kind and supportive of each other.



We had a great weekend with
the Baadsgaard sisters.
We attended an open house for our nephew Jeffrey 

and his new bride where family members
put on the sweetest program to surprise them.
Then we had a missionary homecoming for our nephew Aaron with a meal and visiting at Karen's house. One of the greatest blessings of my life is the joy of having the love and support of these seven amazing, loving and supportive sisters.


Family means everything.

11/11/2017

Happy Birthday Sophia

SOPHIA
by Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy Birthday Sophia. I love you so deeply and hope you have a wonderful day.

Daughter of God
Divine DNA
Filled with light
patient
loving
joyful
you have
music waiting to be sung
love waiting to be shared
You are precious beyond measure
Valued above all
God’s work and glory
There is no darkness
That can put out your light
For you are strong
A mighty warrior
You are soft
A gentle soul
Beloved daughter
Always safely held
In the palm of God’s love

11/07/2017

Happy Birthday Brad!

Happy Birthday Brad!

Climbing Mountains
by 
Grandma Baadsgaard
I love you Brad. Hope you have a great day!

at the base of a mountain
the peak seems so far away
impossible
too hard to climb
out of reach
yet . . .  if you begin
take the first step
then
another
if you keep moving
through the sweat and tears
never give up on yourself
never quit
when every muscle aches
wants to give up

you take another step
and another
then it happens
you reach the peak
take a deep breath
and reach your arms to heaven

for now you see

at the peak the valley opens to your view
from a new place of knowing
perspective changes
wind cools your brow

now you know
you can do hard things


before you descend
you glance off into the distance
and see another mountain
followed by others

you know on another day
you will be climbing another mountain

keep trying
never give up
then you become the change you seek

10/22/2017

Happy Birthday Griffin!

GRIFFIN
by
Grandma Baadsgaard
I love you Griffin. You are a joy to your grandma.

There is a little boy named Griffin
who really, really likes to wiggle.
When it’s time to talk at church,
he blurts a word that makes people giggle.

When it is time to pick up his mess
Griffin says, “No!” and off he huffs.
“Don’t you know I’m just a little boy
Way too young to pick up my own stuff.”

“Don’t play with your food,” says Mom
When Griffin makes his plate a bomb.
“Don’t jump on your bed when it’s time to sleep.
Just be quiet and don’t make a peep.”

“Griffin, its’s time to learn to use the potty
“No!” says Griffin a little snotty.
“I’m just too busy for such a chore.
Going to the potty is such a bore.”

Because Griffin has a motor in his skin
His poor old mommy never wins
But she knows these days go by so fast,
And she knows too well they just won’t last.

                                                     So she takes Griffin in her arms
And turns off her mommy alarm
For boys grow up in the blink of an eye
And when they’re gone, their mother’s sigh. . .

“Where in the world did my little one go?
I miss those messy days and so . . .
I think today I’ll just enjoy my boy
His bright smiling face is such a joy.

Boys are only little once, you see.
Then a man they soon grow to be.
Someday I’ll remember these days with delight
Before I know it, he will be out of sight.

When I’m old and he holds me in his arms,
I’ll remember all his little boy charms
And love the man he’s grown to be,
And all the grandchildren he’s given me.”