On Monday, Den and I took Laurynn out to dinner to celebrate her 9th birthday. It was so fun to have this little person in the back seat of our car talking nearly non stop to us. She is so excited about her Mom having twins, but also was concerned that they might be "stuck together" We assured her that if the twins were going to be stuck together, it would have already happened.
My niece, Natalie, surprised us with a visit last Saturday, straight from Pismo Beach, where she lives. Turns out we were just on our way to go out to dinner with my Dad and Susan so we asked her to come with us. She is like a ray of sunshine. We so enjoy her, and she keeps us laughing! I wanted to get a picture of the little dog she keeps in her purse, but my battery died right after this picture.
Last Tuesday while Elora and I were playing "Chinese Checkers"...it's not the board game we use to play, it involves dancing around the room. (hey, I just take my instruction from her) She accidentally ran her leg against the fire place. I could tell that must have really hurt but she didn't cry at first.....there was just this very long pause, and then she CRIED in full volume! Three band aids and one popsicle later, this was our conversation:
Elora: "Grandma Honey, I tried really hard not to cry."
Me: "It's okay if you cry."
Elora: "At school we can't cry...especially during math."
Me: "Why would anyone want to cry during math?"
Elora: "Well if I get a paper cut, I would cry, and then they would send me to the nurse."
Me: "Well you can cry anytime you feel like it at my house."
Not sure what that was all about, but poor baby's just trying to figure out the world.
Erin, Cami, Amy, and Amy's Mom, Karen, were the only ones being cooperative for this picture. Even Elora went hiding. This was suppose to show our happy family after being at stake conference together. (Our wards are combined to make stakes, and we meet twice a year as a stake.)
Then, to top off last night, we had to go looking for a place to take a shower as our water heater quit on us, again. I don't know why my Dad and Susan thought this was so funny.
The worst part of the night was when I got out of the shower and came out with my nightgown and robe on....and my dad said I looked like a grandma. There is just something so unsettling about your DAD saying you LOOK like a GRANDMA.
Thank you Dad and Susan! Your shower was great.
We will be going on the hunt again for one tonight.