Amelia: 113 weeks She loves to read. Many of the books we read get worked into her little conversations. She calls everyone “sir” because of Fox in Socks. And she frequently mentions “pizza and apples and ice cream” because of I’m a Big Sister Now. And she’ll wander around saying, “Skit skat skoodle oo, fip fop fee!” because of Chika… View Post
When a Mormon consciously “breaks” the Sabbath–usually by spending money on something–he or she will often use the excuse that “their ox is in the mire.” That idiom is a paraphrasing of the following verses from Luke 14 (emphasis added): And it came to pass, as he went into the house of one of the chief Pharisees to eat bread… View Post
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you…my daughter. Me: “Margot! I just changed your diaper! How do you poop so much?!” Mila: grabbing the pacifier and putting it on the floor between Margot’s legs “Poop a pah-fier, Mama.” Yeah. Just plug her other end. That’ll do the trick. Ewwwwww. * Mila: “Mama?” Me: “What’s up baby?” Mila: “I like a star!… View Post
One night last week, David and I decided we needed to get ourselves an ostrich egg. I’m a little fuzzy on how that conversation went down, but it culminated in the decision to hit up the Rooster Cogburn Ostrich Ranch on Saturday. Best idea ever. Maybe not the best timing for it, since we got there around one in the… View Post
Amelia: 112 weeks We went to the zoo this morning with Aunt Emily and cousin Cora. We figured yesterday’s monsoon would have lessened the heat a little, but all it did was make the air feel swampy. Mila was not impressed. Margot: 14 weeks Neither was Margot, so we’ll skip her zoo photo. She was a much happier girl once… View Post