Monday Morning Musings - Duck!

We have a bit of rollerblade mania going on around here. It all started a few weeks ago when Aubrey's friend gave her a pair of rollerblades that one of her twin sisters had outgrown. She has been on wheels ever since. Then last week while Zac was mowing my mom's lawn, he found my dad's rollerblades in the garage. So he has been on wheels ever since. Then on Saturday on a whim, I stopped at a garage sale and found a pair of rollerblades in Emily's size. So since Saturday, she has been on wheels. Now Addy and I need our own pair of blades so we can keep up. While I was at the garage sale, I found these cute boots (above) for Emily. They look like they have never been worn and I paid a whoppin' $1 for each pair.

We also have a bit of Duct/Duck Tape mania going on around here. On Saturday I took my sister Lauren and my girls to a class at the library where they taught us how to make an assortment of items with Duck Tape. First, let me say, there are some crazy Duck Tape people out there. There was a girl at the class with a Duck Tape vest on. Another with a Duck Tape baseball cap and one with a Santa hat. Second, let me say, 10 million people, not enough rolls of tape, not enough table room, and me with 3 people who needed my help to make projects. It was a super fun time. Especially when you spent 20 minutes working on something and then the tape got stuck together and you couldn't fix it and had to start over.

On the way home, we stopped at Home Depot and bought some tape and after church yesterday came up with some lovely creations. We made notebooks/journals, cell phone cases, greeting cards, wallets, purses, rings and bracelets.

So when Addy is home alone with me and wants to watch TV, she always wants to watch Sponge Bob. I always tell her no, she has to watch a show that teaches her something (hey, I have to relieve my guilt somehow). So the past few days, she has started telling me it is OK for her to watch S. Bob because it teaches her how to swim and how to breath and talk underwater. Good try Addy, good try.

I am so proud of Emily who has joined a youth neighborhood running group that my neighbor started. She ran her first 5K on Saturday and will run her 2nd next Saturday.

The other day Aubrey was doing her homework and she asked, "What's another name for a donkey?" Emily and Steve and I just looked at each other and started laughing. I was like, what kind of homework are you doing over there Aubrey? The word she was looking for was mule. Mule.

So Sunday was our Primary Program at church. This is where all the kids (100+ in our ward) sing the songs and share what they have been learning all year with the congregation. So I am in charge of the program for our ward. Not the program, program. But the piece of paper that tells you what is happening, program. I finished printing and folding on Saturday night around 11 PM. Usually when I am in charge of a big project or activity, I have nightmares all night the night before that everything goes wrong. For some reason, even though I wasn't in charge of the Program, but was only in charge of the program, I had nightmares all night long that there were all kinds of problems with my programs. At one point, when I was trying to pass them out (even thought that isn't my job) Addy was running down the aisle and tripped and fell and started screaming and crying. I couldn't leave the door and no one else was helping her so I yelled (in the middle of Sacrament Meeting) "Stephen! Pick her up!" Well apparently, I really did yell that out loud in for real life because when I woke up and we were getting ready for church, Steve asked me why I yelled that at him in my sleep.

Today Addy and I were making lunch and she was putting enough mustard on her sandwich to cover about 5 sandwiches. I started helping her and she got mad at me and said, "Don't worry, I know how to make a sandwich mom! I have a license to make sandwiches!"

While we were eating lunch a deer came running through our yard. It comes through every once in a while on it's way to my neighbors house where it eats her garden. I haven't seen it since we put up our fence, so when it got to the fence I was a little nervous. But it didn't even pause, just gracefully jumped right over it.