A Useful Reminder

I attended our stake Women's Conference today, and during one of the classes, they played this clip. It's a good reminder for us all.

I Love This Baby!

Before and After

Because life is too short to only have one hairdo!

Happy? Birthday Paul!

Yesterday was Paul's 27th. We had plans. And so did Old Man Winter. He gave Paul the flu. Our birthday boy pretty much laid around all day and ate none of his homemade birthday sugar cookies (not really a cake man). I also had a pot roast going for a special birthday dinner, but that was quickly donated to the Radmalls when it was making Paul nauseous. Happy Birthday Paul! And happy eating Radmalls.

It's true. My life has come to this:

So I'm watching the Jazz game with Paul the other night and I see a commercial for "2X Concentrated All Laundry Detergent." I don't know if you've noticed or not, but all detergent is 2X concentrated now. Two thoughts: 1. What?! Our laundry detergent was watered down for all those years weighing down our shelves, grocery carts, and causing me to exert extra energy. Where was John Stossel on that one? 2. Why stop now? I want 6X concentrated detergent. All of you who live in 700 sq. feet like I do will understand. (I am not sure that is any of you.)

A Single Post

In times past all of these happenings would have gotten their own post. That's in times past though. So for now, here is our life the last few weeks in bullet points. Throw in a tub pic of Lucy, and there you have it...a single post.

*Croup, Croup, Croup. First Sabrina, then Lucy, and I am not joking when I say that my throat is hurting this very minute.

*You can take pink eye off the list of ailments I have never had. I didn't wear make-up for about two weeks.

*I was feeling really down on my looks after seeing myself with a swollen pink eye, when Paul's mom unloaded all of his yearbooks on us (which I happen to be in). I've now decided that, pink eye or not, it can't get worse than 9th grade braces and my natural hair color.

*Here are two messages from two readers of this blog written in Paul's ninth-grade year book: 1. Paul, This year was awsome. You kick butt. See ya around. 2.Paul, your a cuty. Call me. 756-ICUP. -- You know who you are!!

*Lucy and I took off to St. George and enjoyed a weekend with the gals, 60 degree weather, and Miss America. I have never gabbed so much nor stayed up so late. I had a fantastic trip. Paul and Sabrina enjoyed a weekend together here with JCW's, freezing temps, and trips to Grandma Sampson's.

*We had Lucy's 4 month check up. Weight: 12 lbs. 10 oz. (25th percentile). Height: 23 in. (10th percentile). Head: 41 cm. (50th percentile). We're still on the charts!

*And finally, from the mouth of my two year-old...
Me: What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?
Sabrina: Pancakes. And Mom can have pancakes;and Dad can have pancakes; and Lucy can have pancakes.
Me and Sabrina: Not Lucy!! She can't have pancakes (we laugh).
Sabrina: We need to go to the store and get Lucy teeth.

Oh January...

What can I say? Nothing. That's just it. There is nothing of note to report on in this most dismal of all months where we go nowhere, watch too much T.V., loathe ourselves for watching our T.V., sink into a mild depression every time it snows, cringe at the sight of our dirty cars, stick to a tight budget after holiday spending, take in fresh breaths of inversion air, etc. etc.

I am trying to come up with a variety of indoor activities to keep Sabrina and myself entertained. How am I doing with this? Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday...great. Thursday...okay. By Friday and Saturday...not so good. By these days we have hit our mostly grumpy, sometimes silly phases. Quotes to prove it: (After being called to get in the bath tub) Sabrina:"I am not coming to the bath, Lindsay!" (After listening to Lucy cry for about two minutes while I hurry to finish my lunch) Sabrina: "Mom, take 3 more bites of your food and go get Luce!" (After getting after Sabrina to pick up toys) Sabrina: "Mom, you're happy...don't whine!" She has been wearing a purple tutu with snow boots and various other dress ups 24 hours a day. I think I'd stop her, but it makes me laugh every time I see her. You may think it would be uncomfortable to sleep in a tutu; Sabrina doesn't.

Lucy continues to be a bright spot to my winter blues. She is just cute and smiley. I know no one thinks your kids are as cute as you do, but gosh, she is a round-faced beauty with the most gorgeous eye-lashes. She sleeps 10 hours a night, eats every 3 to 4 hours during the day, rarely cries, and smiles and laughs at her mother. What more could I ask for?

Well, we're signing off until something of note happens. At this rate, I'll probably post again in March.