The number on my bouncing baby bubble is in single digits!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Rejoice in Every Good Thing
"Rejoice in the diversity of our sisterhood! It is the diversity of colors in a spectrum that makes a rainbow. It is the diversity in our circumstances that gives us compassionate hearts. It is the diversity of our spiritual gifts that benefits the Church."
Chieko Okazaki, October 1991
Chieko Okazaki, October 1991
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Flowers at Grandma & Papa's
Every Spring we take pictures of the girls in my parents' front yard. They have a beautiful garden and it is fun to see how the girls have changed through the years. Sometimes I get them dressed up for the occasion. This year it was much more casual. We were already there for a visit and I had my camera handy, so we went for it. The girls picked where they wanted to be photographed, so this is very freestyle!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Who is this kid?
We were walking through Walmart this morning when some embroidered washcloths caught Lydia's eye. One particular washcloth with a dragonfly on it was especially enticing. She reached for it and held it to her face. She hugged it to her and said, "Oh Mom, we have to get this one. Our baby will love it."
I replied that a girl baby would like it, but if our baby was a boy, he might not want a dragonfly washcloth.
More serious than a heart attack, she waggled her little finger at me. "Mom, stop talking like that right now. I KNOW our baby is a baby sister."
Sometimes I wonder where this child came from. The things that come out of her little mouth (and brain) astound me. What three year old says "That is very peculiar." It's like she has something so important to accomplish in this life that she barely has time to be little. She's racing to be all grown up! Slow down, little miss!
I replied that a girl baby would like it, but if our baby was a boy, he might not want a dragonfly washcloth.
More serious than a heart attack, she waggled her little finger at me. "Mom, stop talking like that right now. I KNOW our baby is a baby sister."
Sometimes I wonder where this child came from. The things that come out of her little mouth (and brain) astound me. What three year old says "That is very peculiar." It's like she has something so important to accomplish in this life that she barely has time to be little. She's racing to be all grown up! Slow down, little miss!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Scarred for life
My dear sweet kids (and dear, sweet husband for that matter) frequently get pulled along for the ride when I'm working on a project. Since I'm terrible at saying "No" I am usually working on at least one project at any given time. Last summer, one of our projects involved working on a float for the Days of '47 Parade. It was a really cool experience! (Also a chilly one- we built the float inside the Utah Olympic Oval. We got to watch the US Speed skating team practice while being coached by Derek Parra. That's a whole other story.)
Anyway, fast forward to this week.
We were watching Mythbusters Friday where they doing experiments about golf. They were building a mock golf tee area and were stapling fake grass to a piece of plywood. Bless Lydia's heart, she got all excited and said, "Dad! Dad! Look! They're building a float!"
You can see the large amount of grass that covered our float and Lydia- then barely 2 yrs old- was there for much of the assembly. She will never look at plastic grass and flowers the same. No one here will...
Anyway, fast forward to this week.
We were watching Mythbusters Friday where they doing experiments about golf. They were building a mock golf tee area and were stapling fake grass to a piece of plywood. Bless Lydia's heart, she got all excited and said, "Dad! Dad! Look! They're building a float!"
You can see the large amount of grass that covered our float and Lydia- then barely 2 yrs old- was there for much of the assembly. She will never look at plastic grass and flowers the same. No one here will...
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