Giving Thanks

If you are reading this, we must be thankful for you and how you are apart of our lives! Thanks for being you! We have so very much to be grateful for and we don't express enough all we have been so richly blessed with. Truly one day isn't enough...

A Book, A Pocketknife and A Screen

What do a book, a pocketknife and a screen have in common? Let me tell you.

Last week Ryan and I had gone to the temple and Ryan's brother Darren was nice enough to watch the kids. They went to bed before we got home and it was quiet when we came downstairs. I was doing a couple things in the kitchen when I hear all of this commotion. Ryan had gone into the kids room and what does he find, but Clark outside in the window well. What was he doing there we ask? Apparently he was reading this book using a flashlight underneath his covers and it was kinda scary. (As a side note on the book - the Librarian had recommended it as a good one.) Anyway, he had heard us come downstairs and thought we were robbers, so he had gotten his pocket knife out of his nightstand, opened the window, cut the screen and had crawled out onto the rocks and was trying to get out of the window well when Ryan found him.

I just don't understand. What was he going to do when he got out? What about Bella? I guess she was just on her own. How would a robber get past Darren and Grandpa (who was also home)? And to top it off, it was only about 40 degrees outside!!

The next morning we had just gotten up and Clark suddenly runs upstairs (in his pajamas). What on earth? He came back with his pocketknife that he had thrown up on the ground above the window. Good thing we didn't forget that!

Not a Baby Anymore

My baby is not a baby anymore. Today I went and got a toddler bed for Bella and tonight the crib went away. It is sad. The day was inevitable but still a bit sad. She thought it was great!! She got in, and then out, and then in, and then out! When I put her down she just jumped out again. We had to talk about how it was still bedtime. Eventually I just had to close the door so it would be dark and she couldn't come out. She didn't cry so I think she knows it is just nighttime. How the time flies by!!

Short update - she stayed in bed until Clark went in to go to sleep - as soon as the door opened she was out of bed and running down the hall! Crazy little girl!

What did we just talk about?

I really don't have anything new to say, but I am just tired of Halloween being at the top of my blog. So I decided I would post about our Family Home Evening last night, since it was quite comical. I was giving a lesson about Manners (I know that everyone else doesn't need this lesson in their house, but we can use it often :) Anyway, we were talking about our Super Hero's including, 'Thunder Thank-you' and 'Super Sorry' etc., when Clark accidently knocked Bella in the head and she fell over and started to cry. Now, since we are talking about this very subject, wouldn't it make sense to lean over and say, "I'm sorry, Bella."? No, too much to ask. Clark had to cry about his arm that got hurt when he knocked her over. I hope that someday our FHE lessons will work, but I don't when that day will be. It is obviously not today.

Happy Halloween

I tried to continue the tradition we started last year of all dressing up to match. It took a lot of convincing and I don't know how many years this tradition is going to last, but we, correction, I, had a good time. We didn't get really great pictures - Clark ran out the door after the only one we managed to take together and I didn't even get one of just him - the candy draw was just too much!

My dad got a few more pictures - luckily. Clark wanted to wear socks with his costume, so he 'distressed' them himself.