A List I Found

I found the following list on the floor this morning.  I thought you might enjoy it.

    Plans:

1.  Be nice.
2.  Play in playroom.
3.  Also play in room.
4.  Make a play.  (before Daddy)
5.  Hurry and do it.
6.  Make sure people like it..
7.  Get ready for church.
8.  Eat lunch.
9.  Get in the car.
10. Go to church.

This morning, this very early morning, I was sleeping soundly, when I was awakened by Preston.  I told him to go away and let me sleep longer.  He said, "But Mom, this is important."  "Okay, what do you need?"  "Mom, you can't forget that today is the day that we're supposed to wear clothes that don't match."  "Okay, now go out and close the door."  "Okay, Mom, but don't forget about it."   

It's Red Ribbon Week, and they have hat day, sports day, crazy hair day, pajama day, etc. 

Surprise?

So I forgot that Melissa still had me as a contributor to her blog... until today. Surprise Melissa! Look at those cute cheeks. Love you!

What Kind of Mother...

I was sitting on the couch.  Avery wanted to sit where I was, so she started yelling at me and kicking me to get me to move.  Now, I would have moved if she had asked me nicely, but I didn't feel like I should give in to this kind of treatment.  It went on for about twenty minutes:  Avery trying to get me to move and me ignoring her.  Finally, she had HAD it.  She sobbed desperately, "Who, (sob), who will make Mommy get away from me?"  More sobbing.

Lest you think she's all drama, she does stop playing several times a day to say, "I love you, Mom."  And her typical prayer goes, "Thank you that we can be nice.  Thank you that Daddy can come home safe.  Thank you that we can be safe.  Thank you that we can be good.  Thank you that Preston can be nice to me.  Thank you that we can play good.  Thank you that Mommy can feel better.  Thank you that we can have a good day.  Amen."  (She prays that I can feel better even when I'm not sick at all, which I think is kind of adorable and kind of sad that I have been sick/had broken body parts/had migraines/etc. enough that she thinks to always add it to her prayers.)

I think Carter has been trying to follow the counsel of the prophet.  Ever since Conference, he has been telling Bill and me thank you every single time we give him something or let him do something fun.  It's kind of awesome.  (I'm from Utah now, so I can say awesome.)

And Preston.  He's always talking about how many times he ran the "Gold Medal Mile" at school and which girls have pretty hair at school.  And he is completely unaware that the other kids in his kindergarten class can't pick up books like the scriptures and read from them pretty easily. 

A Few Commercials That I Hate

Here are examples of just a few commercials that I hate. 

1.  "Once upon a time, there were books.  Now, there's V-Reader from V-Tech."

      Like it's better than a book? 

2.  The Droid commercial, where the guy's arm turns into a machine.
    
     Like a machine is better than a real person?

3.  Reese's Commercials, especially the dark chocolate ones. 

     Like it's not hard enough being allergic to peanuts without extra temptation?

Are there any commercials you hate?