At the dinnertable...
LL: I’m an herbivore.
Dar: You eat plants?
LL: Yes and other stuff.
Dar: Do you know what you call a person who doesn’t eat meat?
Becky: A veterinarian.
Heard from upstairs...
Jim to the girls while serving them dessert: You guys are about as grateful as a $3 bill! (Como?)
In church on fast Sunday...
A little girl : I know that Bishop Gervais is a true prophet…
Becky’s birthday, opening a small package that revealed two chapsticks…
Kenny: Don’t eat them all at once.
Family Home Evening re: Heavenly Father's plan
Jon: In heaven we chose to follow Jesus. We came to earth as part of his plan. We HAD to come to earth so that we could get a …
(Dar points to and pokes herself in the arm to give girls a clue for “body”)
Becky (not looking): BRAIN!
Katie: ARM!
(Jim and Dar look at each other and can’t hold in the laughter.)
While walking to the park last week...
LL: Most boys have short hair and most girls have long hair. You have short hair.
Dar: Right.
LL: Yeah, and you’re a girl.
Dar: Good thing, or else dad wouldn’t have married me.
LL: Because boys only marry girls…that’s the law.
Dar: Yes, it is. At least for now.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
Watch where you're running!
Saturday, March 7, approx. 11:45, 400 South in Springville
Suddenly, the sidewalk was flying up at me. Strange, this feeling of no control. What happened?
A sudden stoppage killed my momentum and left me on the ground. My hand was scraped up and my knee was sore. Whoa. Oh my gosh! I tripped. How did that happen? Get up quick! Holy cow someone's going to honk at you. Oh man, that must've been funny to see. Wow, my hand is bloody and throbbing. Dang it. Oh, my favorite running pants are ruined! I burned a hole in my knee. What the heck! Good thing I was wearing that knee support, or my knee would hurt a lot more!
Am I so old and uncoordinated now that I can't run from here to there without falling down? Good grief. I guess I better go home and clean myself up. I hope no one saw that. Well, if they did see me fall, they had a good laugh. "Look at that lady--holy cow!" HAHAHAHAHA. Nah, I gotta run more. Don't be a wuss. Finish your measly three miles.
Thinking back on it, I had so much momentum, I actually kind of rolled up and not quite over into a somersault. I think it was more forward and sideways. What an idiot. Now I wish I DID have a video of that. Because I'm sure it was funny to see.
48 hours later: my hand is healing pretty well with band-aids and various goo. My knee is tender but it will be fine. I found a new sore spot on the outside of my left elbow. My pants are lying in state on my bedroom floor as I mourn them.
Suddenly, the sidewalk was flying up at me. Strange, this feeling of no control. What happened?
A sudden stoppage killed my momentum and left me on the ground. My hand was scraped up and my knee was sore. Whoa. Oh my gosh! I tripped. How did that happen? Get up quick! Holy cow someone's going to honk at you. Oh man, that must've been funny to see. Wow, my hand is bloody and throbbing. Dang it. Oh, my favorite running pants are ruined! I burned a hole in my knee. What the heck! Good thing I was wearing that knee support, or my knee would hurt a lot more!
Am I so old and uncoordinated now that I can't run from here to there without falling down? Good grief. I guess I better go home and clean myself up. I hope no one saw that. Well, if they did see me fall, they had a good laugh. "Look at that lady--holy cow!" HAHAHAHAHA. Nah, I gotta run more. Don't be a wuss. Finish your measly three miles.
Thinking back on it, I had so much momentum, I actually kind of rolled up and not quite over into a somersault. I think it was more forward and sideways. What an idiot. Now I wish I DID have a video of that. Because I'm sure it was funny to see.
48 hours later: my hand is healing pretty well with band-aids and various goo. My knee is tender but it will be fine. I found a new sore spot on the outside of my left elbow. My pants are lying in state on my bedroom floor as I mourn them.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
A Busy February
Last Sunday we drove up to Farmington to hear Matt Harris give a "previously known as homecoming" talk in church. We visited with the Harris family afterwards. Becky's favorite part was the gerbils. (No, we don't need any.) It was great to see family and support Matt. Tracy, Rachel and Liz sang a beautiful song. I think it was called the Olive Tree. Wow. When we arrived at their house, I had parked in the deep snow to not clog the road. When we left, I wasn't thinking and just hit the gas to get out of the snow. I ended up throwing mud/lawn many many feet. Chunks were all the way to just short of the maroon car. I apologized to Brad who said he had some dirt 
and he would throw it down with some seed in the spring. Oops. Bad, Dar.On Feb. 11, we went as a family to the Draper Temple open house. It was a chilly day, so we rushed our photos. But it was a great experience. We look forward to going there later. Kenny wore his new suit and shades and enjoyed thinking he was a CIA agent...or something.
Last, but not least, we celebrated Becky's 10th birthday last week. Her favorite present so far is her hot rollers from grandma, something I know NOTHING about. I stalled as lon
g as I could (four days) and finally caved in today. We rolled some of her hair and well, it was ok. I'm not quitting my day job to become a beautician or anything close. But I think Becky can learn to do this herself soon, hallelujah. I'm missing some serious motherhood genes.
g as I could (four days) and finally caved in today. We rolled some of her hair and well, it was ok. I'm not quitting my day job to become a beautician or anything close. But I think Becky can learn to do this herself soon, hallelujah. I'm missing some serious motherhood genes.
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