Sunday, November 27, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Miranda
While we were driving home a few weeks ago Miranda asked me a question completely out of nowhere:
Miranda: "Mom, does Jesus love even the people who go to hell?"
Me: ". . .yes, he does. He loves everyone, even if they go to hell."
Miranda: "Ya know, I think Jesus is a pretty likeable guy."
Me: "I think you're right Miranda. Jesus is a pretty likeable guy."
Miranda: "Mom, does Jesus love even the people who go to hell?"
Me: ". . .yes, he does. He loves everyone, even if they go to hell."
Miranda: "Ya know, I think Jesus is a pretty likeable guy."
Me: "I think you're right Miranda. Jesus is a pretty likeable guy."
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Samuel
Samuel: "Mom how much do I need to make a dollar" (showing me 80 cents).
Me: "20 cents."
Samuel: "Can you tell me that in dime language."
I love the way Samuel describes things. This is just one of many. I wish I could remember more, if I do I'll try to actually write them down.
Me: "20 cents."
Samuel: "Can you tell me that in dime language."
I love the way Samuel describes things. This is just one of many. I wish I could remember more, if I do I'll try to actually write them down.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Getting Tall
Samuel: "Mom, it's morning."
Me: Yes, it is.
Samuel: Can you get up now?
Me: Yes.
Samuel: Get your glasses.
Me: Okay.
Samuel: I'll get your glasses for you. Where are they?
Me: On top of the dresser. I don't think you can reach them.
Samuel: (Handing me my glasses) Here, Mom.
Me: I didn't know you were tall enough to reach that high. How did you get them?
Samuel: I tippy-toed myself.
Me: Yes, it is.
Samuel: Can you get up now?
Me: Yes.
Samuel: Get your glasses.
Me: Okay.
Samuel: I'll get your glasses for you. Where are they?
Me: On top of the dresser. I don't think you can reach them.
Samuel: (Handing me my glasses) Here, Mom.
Me: I didn't know you were tall enough to reach that high. How did you get them?
Samuel: I tippy-toed myself.
Snow White
On the way to school Miranda was looking at her Snow White book. She started reading/reciting/retelling the story of Snow White to Samuel. Here's how she told part of the story:
"Mirror, Mirror on the wall who is the fairist of us all?"
"Her hair like ebony, her skin white as snow, her name Snow White."
(The book actually rhymes here, but I was impressed she had as many details as she did. Then she turned the page and continued. . .)
"The Queen didn't know what this meant so the mirror showed her a picture."
"Mirror, Mirror on the wall who is the fairist of us all?"
"Her hair like ebony, her skin white as snow, her name Snow White."
(The book actually rhymes here, but I was impressed she had as many details as she did. Then she turned the page and continued. . .)
"The Queen didn't know what this meant so the mirror showed her a picture."
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Picture pressure
So I needed a picture of my two kids together for a Christmas present. For some reason none of the 3 I already had worked. So I stood them next to each other, in front of an open front door to get some descent lighting, with pooring rain right behind them. After about 20 shots of me saying "Just hold still and smile already," I got this picture. I LOVE it. I, of course, won't post the others or mention that we're only like this 1/20th of the time. I'll just keep this picture and love that we did have a moment that looked like this.
Miranda's 6th Birthday
Um. . .a post. . . finally
Catching up on some (not so) recent events. . .
Miranda lost her second tooth. I keep trying to tell her that I didn't loose my 1st tooth until second grade so she needs to cut this out.

For Halloween this year Miranda wanted to be a pirate. We put together a costume mostly from things we already had or borrowed from Aunt Jana. Samuel was a ninja (a costume I bought after Halloween last year for $1--yes, I am impressed too).
Miranda lost her second tooth. I keep trying to tell her that I didn't loose my 1st tooth until second grade so she needs to cut this out. 
For Halloween this year Miranda wanted to be a pirate. We put together a costume mostly from things we already had or borrowed from Aunt Jana. Samuel was a ninja (a costume I bought after Halloween last year for $1--yes, I am impressed too).
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Yet Another Disneyland Post
I know it's silly that I'm still excited about Disneyland and the pictures I get there, but REALLY where else am I going to get a picture of my 4-year-old with his very favorite movie character?
Or with Geppetto?

Or with Geppetto?
Or with his cousins as we're about to board a real steamboat named the "Mark Twain"? I have to admit, I think my Disneyland pictures are pretty fun, even if this is the 4th post of last 6 with them.Sunday, October 10, 2010
How Funny
Monday, September 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Beach Fun
We went to the beach over Spring Break with Jared, Liz, and our cousins. It was so fun playing in the sand.
Nick spent a lot of time swinging the kids in the water. They loved it.Monday, April 19, 2010
I hate being sick
I hate being sick. Even with the blessings that no one else has caught it yet, and it was at a time when my husband could stay home and take care of the kids ALL WEEKEND and on Monday. I still hate being sick. I hate even more when I finally cave and go see a doctor. Then the doctor inevitably tells me that it does look like I've come down with something, and I should start feeling better in a few days. And if I haven't heard from them in 3 days, call about that step culture that he did. !?!?!
Do all doctors think all patients are stupid? Is it not obvious that if I'm in his office after 4 days of complete misery with a throat so infected that I couldn't talk without extreme pain (and I've passed a kidney stone--it's not like I don't know how much pain is a descent amount of pain), that maybe a little more than, "You're sick. Check back in 3 days" would be appropriate.
I hate being sick. I hate have to talk to doctors who assume I'm a wuss and an idiot. Especially when I am already feeling crappy because I'm sick.
Do all doctors think all patients are stupid? Is it not obvious that if I'm in his office after 4 days of complete misery with a throat so infected that I couldn't talk without extreme pain (and I've passed a kidney stone--it's not like I don't know how much pain is a descent amount of pain), that maybe a little more than, "You're sick. Check back in 3 days" would be appropriate.
I hate being sick. I hate have to talk to doctors who assume I'm a wuss and an idiot. Especially when I am already feeling crappy because I'm sick.
Monday, February 22, 2010
TOO COOL!
Miranda was chosen to train in the Jedi Academy. She dressed in a Jedi robe.
Miranda then began her training by learning skills with a lightsaber.
Darth Vader interrupted the training so that he could try to turn the young prospective Jedi's to the dark side!
Miranda bravely used her training to battle Darth Vader! He could never turn her to the dark side.
Having beaten Darth Vader, the prospective Jedi's were officially named Padawan learners. Congratulations Miranda!!!Saturday, February 20, 2010
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