Tea/Lemonade

I had a couple of days off this week so I tended Dallan. He watch The Tale of Peter Rabbit about a hundred times. Now all he wants to play is "I be the rabbit and you be the farmer". He sneaks into the garden and I have to yell "thiiiiieeeeffff" and chase him through the house. I finally fall exhausted on the couch and then we start all over with me being the rabbit and Dallan being the farmer. I was collapsed on the couch when Dallan came around the corner and said, "Dwam-ma. How about if you be a nice farmer?" I said I thought that was a great idea. I asked if he would like to come into my nice garden and help himself to some wonderful vegetables. Be sure to pick some for your mother and sisters. He picked a large basket clear full and even left some for the little mice. Peter helped the farmer weed his garden and then the farmer offered him a glass of nice cold water. We each had a glass and then Dallan said. "I will give you a glass of tea." I looked at him and said "we don't drink tea. Heavenly Father doesn't like us to drink tea. "But I have some tea" he said. "How about lemonade?" I asked him. "No. I have some tea for you." He pretended to drink it but I wouldn't. He looked at me for about 15 seconds straight with a little scowl on his face and then said, "Heavenly Father said it is tea/lemonade so you can drink it!" I don't have any idea where he came up with the tea thing but it was amazing to me how quickly I was able to change his mind about tea. It's kind of scary to see how easily they can be swayed at this age. They are so impressionable. It is important to surround them with good positive influences, but in today's world that's not always easy.

Paw Prints

Dallan and Ryan being sleeping kitties on the stairs

The other day Dallan was here and I was doing a little cleaning (very little). The baby swing was sitting in front of the couch so I picked it up and moved it. A few minutes later Dallan called, "Grandma!" I was downstairs and hollered upstairs, "what, sweetie?" He said, "come here". I stopped what I was doing and started upstairs. He hollered again and said, "Grandma, come here, hurry." When I got upstairs he was hunched down on his knees looking closely at the carpet in front of the couch. He said, "look". I looked and said, "what is it?" He very seriously announced, "paw prints." I could hardly hold back a laugh. I said, "Really, what kind of paw prints do you think they are?" He looked up at me and said, "coyote."

Dallan has a great imagination. He plays with all kinds of imaginary friends. The coyotes are one of his favorite friends to play with. Sometimes he stops, sniffs the air and says, "I smell something." "What do you smell?" I ask. He sniffs again, listens and says, "the bears are coming!" Yes, I would think if the bears are coming you would smell them long before they get here!!

Emmy & Owen

What little cuties!! Owen is so pleasant. You just look at him and he grins. Emmy is a little slower to smile and much harder to get to laugh but just as pleasant.

Emmy has found new ways to wear her bow. Which one do you like the best? On top of her head, under her nose, or around her ears and under her chin???

Emmy & Owen

I'm Finally Back

I finally got my camera back from the repair shop! I didn't realize how much I missed it until it was gone. I'll try to be more consistent with posting now (no promises, however). This time of year is very busy for me. I'm working every night trying to finish my missionary socks by the first of November at the very latest so I can enjoy the holidays. I do have all three Quilted Bears well stocked so I feel pretty good about that.

Dallan had his first day of Preschool last week. He was so excited. He had to call me at work after his first day to tell me all about it. He sang his little bumble bee song for me.

I spent last weekend in Layton with Jenn. I can't believe how the babies are growing. I'll post a couple of photos. Ryan and I watched the Polar Express for the 100th time. He has the movie memorized. No, he really does have it memorized. All the way through he would say a line just before they would say it. He can also sing the songs. Just as it ended, he turned to me and said, "just one more time Grandma". I don't think he will ever get tired of that movie.

I've been working hard in R.S. trying to get everyone excited about doing their 72-hour packs. I have been placing a group order and then having them gather some things on their own each month. I have been surprised at how many are participating. Several of them are making packs for Christmas gifts for their children and grandchildren. If you don't have yours ready, start working on it now. If you do, don't forget to update them.

Well, it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to post pictures tonight. I can't get it to work. I'll try to have Matthew help me tomorrow.