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A Challenge

Fifty reasons why I love  my husband.I love my husband because... He does the dishes at least once a dayOf the way he thinks things throughHe loves me despite all my crazinessHe is the most amazing Daddy in action I've ever witnessedHe sings silly, loud, off key songs that he makes up as he goes and are usually witty, fun, endearing and make me laughHe has a genuine appreciation for all his blessings and acknowledges God's hand in all thingsOf his fascination with the order of the universe and all of God's creationsHe loves to learn about anything and everything and generally retains it all...making easy access to my human encyclopedia...some of his nicknames have included Daniel the Manual, and Dan the man (my superman and clark kent)Of his dynamic personality (he's like an onion, with layers and layers yet to discover)Of the cute bounce in his walk, and his strong legs that always seem to be on the goHe is determined to face his problems and fears head on and overcome…

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Ginnie is almost three. I thought this was a good little conversation to record just before her birthday next week...technically still a two-year-old.As I was rocking both my girls just before putting them down tonight, Ginnie exclaimed in a deep, passionate voice, "I weally, weally, love Daddy." "Do you?" "Ya, I love evwybody.... (thoughtful pause) sept Hywum.  I don't love him.  Cause he's mean to goles....wememboe, Hywum just pushed me down?"
Another funny moment was when Angela had pulled a little indian dress off of a generic brand Pocahontas barbie-sized doll, and Ginnie came to tell me.  Next thing I know, Hyrum has his power ranger in the Indian doll dress, calling him Conten (one of many imaginary names he uses when playing), and referring to her doll as "Pokadin"...it was quite humorous watching his power ranger being so violent (as boys often are) in a dress with his adversary a bare indian doll other than underwear trying to make…

Sick Again

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My poor kids.  They've got what sounds like Bronchitis to me.  Ginnie also has what looks like Measles, according to my studies.  I'm just letting it run it's course, and trying to keep them hydrated and rested.   I've been lucky to stay well.I wonder what it is that makes their immune system's so vulnerable to every sickness that comes around since we moved here.  It's tough to try to figure it out.  Meanwhile, I really hope their entire childhood isn't like this, or they won't have very many happy memories.  Such good little sports! It doesn't help that our heater is broken either.  It's about sixty four in here, which is a little colder than usual.  Cold enough that we need light jackets to keep from getting cold noses, hands and feet.  Ginnie tells me she's tired often enough, and I have to run when Hyrum sneezes because he inherited Daddy's explosive sneezes.  But other than that, they've been tough and have played through it fo…

Blew It

I did well for the first three weeks of eating a whole lot better.  This past week, I've completely and utterly bombed.  I couldn't keep my hands off of all those sweets that I've been craving, and the chips and other unhealthy things.I did, however, order a book about blood types, what to avoid etc. according to your blood type.  I think I'll try to incorporate what I've learned there and little by little what I know I should to better my eating habits.  Boy, I've got a long ways to go. On another note, I chopped some bangs out of need of change.  I was going to get a perm  but Daniel wants nothing that would damage my hair leading me to eventually cut it all off again.  He's thoroughly enjoying the growth that's taking place, and my hair hasn't been this long since our first year of marriage.  He actually cried the first time I cut it shoulder length.  I've never been able to grow it past that point since.  After I'd cut my bangs, he kept c…