Monday Morning Musings - Y'all Come Back Now, Ya Hear

OK, so Addy, she has started this thing where she picks up her glass of milk by sticking her forefinger inside the cup and bracing the outside of the cup with her thumb and middle finger. And she drinks it that way. And she always spills. And she always gets in trouble for holding her cup like that. So this morning I was putting her oatmeal and milk on the table and I totally spilled her cup of milk. She looked at me and said, "MOM! What did you do to my milk?" Then she kinda tilted her head and squinted her eye at me and shook her finger and said, "Were you just holding it with one finger?"

The other day I was driving in the car with my sister Lauren and she said something about me being from Utah. And that hurt my feelings so I said, "Lauren, if I'm a Utahan, you are too. You live here now just like me." And she said, "Well, your more Utahan than you are Texan." Then you know what I realized? I'm only about 5 or 6 years away from living in Utah just as much as I lived in Texas. BAHHHHHH! I will always be a Texan in my heart, y'all.

I really can hear Texas calling to my soul lately. That sounds weird, but it is true. I don't know how to explain it. It has just been too long since I have been there. It's a strange power that Texas has over its natives.

Yesterday Aubrey was eating some honeydew melon. She asked me, "Mom? What kind of fruit makes you pretty?" And I said that all fruit makes you pretty. She stuck another piece of melon in her mouth and said, "That must be why so many boys have a crush on me."

The other day Addy asked me for some ice cream for breakfast. You can read about her strange breakfast habits here. Anyhoo, I told her no, she absolutely could not have ice cream for breakfast. She said, "MOM! That is not nice. If you want Heavenly Father to live in our house, you have to say nice things."

Zac was reading a Harry Potter book the other day and I said, "Z, haven't you read that book 100 times already?" And he said he has read all the Harry Potter books 6 times each. That seems a little excessive to me. That kid. I can't get him to go to bed at a decent hour because he says up all night reading. I will go up to his room at 11 PM on a school night to find him reading and I will turn out the light. The next thing I know the light is back on. When I insist he keep the light off, he pulls out his book light. It wouldn't be so bad except that the closer he gets to being a teenager, the harder it is to wake him up in the morning.