I have a new blog all about books. If you are interested, you can find it at www.readerslikeme.blogspot.com.
I will be adding lots of books that I like to this blog. My sister might even make it look cute. I have not yet figured out how to do that part of blogging.
Preston is SEVEN now! I don't know how that happened. He was very excited to come home from school yesterday to a surprise party. He has been enjoying his new legos all day.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Stuff
Me: Avie, I think Daddy needs to tickle you.
Avery: Why? It's not his job.
Me: It is his job. He's your dad.
Avery: Oh, is he your helper now?
After my doctor appointment today, Bill took me to Costco. He pushed me around in a wheelchair. It's not as much fun to go shopping when I can't see anything. It was nice to get out of the house for a few minutes, though. Also, Bill is not a good wheelchair driver. He almost crashed me into three other carts and one toy display. It was kind of scary.
Carter was very proud to tell anyone who would listen that he read ten hours last week. (He was reading Fablehaven and couldn't put it down.) At least he likes reading now, but what does an eight-year-old read next after Harry Potter and Fablehaven?
Preston has been playing "I Love to See the Temple" on the piano lately. I've got to get him a piano teacher soon because a) he hasn't really even had a lesson, and he obviously has some talent, b) I can't listen to that song much more, and he has got to learn some new songs, and c) I don't think I am going to be able to teach my own children piano lessons like I had planned. I think my kids will listen to another teacher much better than they listen to me.
Avery: Why? It's not his job.
Me: It is his job. He's your dad.
Avery: Oh, is he your helper now?
After my doctor appointment today, Bill took me to Costco. He pushed me around in a wheelchair. It's not as much fun to go shopping when I can't see anything. It was nice to get out of the house for a few minutes, though. Also, Bill is not a good wheelchair driver. He almost crashed me into three other carts and one toy display. It was kind of scary.
Carter was very proud to tell anyone who would listen that he read ten hours last week. (He was reading Fablehaven and couldn't put it down.) At least he likes reading now, but what does an eight-year-old read next after Harry Potter and Fablehaven?
Preston has been playing "I Love to See the Temple" on the piano lately. I've got to get him a piano teacher soon because a) he hasn't really even had a lesson, and he obviously has some talent, b) I can't listen to that song much more, and he has got to learn some new songs, and c) I don't think I am going to be able to teach my own children piano lessons like I had planned. I think my kids will listen to another teacher much better than they listen to me.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Heather
Heather is awesome. She made my blog pink. And she put up a newer family picture. She is also awesome in other ways. I don't want her to get puffed up with pride, but here is a list of awesome things she does.
1. She laughs at my jokes. Every single one.
2. She is my sister, and she's only a little bit embarrassed about it.
3. She has some of the cutest kids ever. And she dresses them up funny and sends me pictures.
4. She loves my kids, even the ones who stay inside from recess to draw robots.
5. She doesn't brag that much about how she can eat peanut butter and I can't.
6. She doesn't act like it's that weird if I call her four times in one day.
7. She looks like a cuter and skinnier version of me, but she pretends we are equals.
8. She tries to get everyone excited about visiting Gillette, Wyoming.
9. She overnights homemade cinnamon rolls to me. Well, she might. One day.
10. She is super sweet and kind and funny and smart. And she makes other people feel like they are all those things as well.
11. She IS as pretty as Miss America, no matter what Becky says.
1. She laughs at my jokes. Every single one.
2. She is my sister, and she's only a little bit embarrassed about it.
3. She has some of the cutest kids ever. And she dresses them up funny and sends me pictures.
4. She loves my kids, even the ones who stay inside from recess to draw robots.
5. She doesn't brag that much about how she can eat peanut butter and I can't.
6. She doesn't act like it's that weird if I call her four times in one day.
7. She looks like a cuter and skinnier version of me, but she pretends we are equals.
8. She tries to get everyone excited about visiting Gillette, Wyoming.
9. She overnights homemade cinnamon rolls to me. Well, she might. One day.
10. She is super sweet and kind and funny and smart. And she makes other people feel like they are all those things as well.
11. She IS as pretty as Miss America, no matter what Becky says.
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