Isaac got Heelys for his birthday and gave Mabel a sticker that came with them. This is how she used it:
The letters “RE” next to the face were Rose’s attempt to add to the text. Although someone (probably Henry) had torn it down before I could get a picture, at one point Rose [...]
Isaac’s got all his friends doing paper crafts today — he made this model by printing, cutting, and taping together pieces that can be found by clicking here. There are four models to choose from. I think these would be a bit too complex for younger kids, but for ‘tweens it’s a great [...]
My brother Spen caught these wonderful shots of Mabel and me on the 4th of July. I think the photos really demonstrate the sweet rapport that exists between Mabel and me when I am not tyrannically, unfairly forcing her to do way more chores than any other kid she knows has ever had to [...]
Rose, naming a smaller, secondary lamb: “Mom, I’ll let this lambie be Mary, like Zuzu’s Mary mom*.”
*Zuzu is my niece; Mary is my sister.
I work in our ward nursery, and right now we have (along with a bunch of other kids, most right around two years old but going up to almost four years old,) two sets of twins in there — some really cute fraternal girls (although I always think it should be “sororital” when they are [...]
I’m still feeling sick — this cold is a stubborn one — but I have at least managed to get in several naps the last couple of days. If you are wondering how a mom to 4 young kids manages to get naps, you should come see my house and the mystery would be [...]
Mabel is telling Dean and I about her plan: She wants us to put some training wheels on her bike. Then, “You guys can sit on the porch and relax, and I’ll take turns taking Henry and Rose around the cul-de-sac on the bike. Because there’s nothing I love more than pushing [...]
I have a cold today. This is how I feel*:
It might not surprise you to learn I considered majoring in art in college.
*Also, it’s how I look**.
**Thus proving that art can be both representational and symbolic.
Me, filling out a form for Scouts: “Isaac, how tall are you?”
Ike: “I think I’m five feet.”
Me: “I think I measured you when I made your pajamas — here, it says you were 59 inches.”
Ike: “I’ve probably grown.”
Me: “Well I can measure you again. But anyway 59 inches is just [...]
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