Finally Finished

I'm not exactly sure when I started making this quilt, but I think it was last spring.  The house selling and moving got in the way of my actually finishing.  Now that my craft room is finally unpacked (like a week and a half ago), Ryan and I decided it was high time the denim quilt was finished.

Today, it is FINALLY done. 

We made a denim quilt 8-ish years ago with my friend Christa.  Ryan has never been a big fan of it, due to the flannel material on the back.  So this time around, I used a regular ol' twin-sized flat sheet.  Ryan gave it a thumbs up.

Odds and Ends

Just some funny things overheard lately.

Elizabeth to a friend who had a baby last month:  Do you have a baby in your tummy?
Friend:  No, I don't.  Baby Audri was born a couple of weeks ago.
Elizabeth:  Oh, you must have a lot of extra skin.
Friend:  Yes, you could say that.
(Elizabeth knows all about post-baby extra skin from me...  Having twins stretched out my skin, and it was never quite the same after that.  She likes to poke that bulge from time to time and ask about it.  But my friend should not feel bad about herself.  She's looking AMAZING.)

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The girls came up with a new game tonight called "Hidey Ho."  The "it" person calls out, "Hidey!" and the hiding ones call out in return, "Ho!"  As Ryan and I were doing the dishes tonight (since the dishwasher is currently needing some help and isn't running), we kept hearing the girls shout out to each other, "Ho!"  I apparently have a dirty mind, for it made me laugh.

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Elizabeth was following the words in the Book of Mormon with her "pointer" finger.  You know, that long finger in the middle....

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Annie:  Do you have a baby in your tummy?
Me:  No.
Annie:  You need to have a baby.
Me:  I have all the girls I need.
Annie:  You have a baby in your tummy!
Me:  No, sweetie.  I don't.
Annie:  Yes you do!
(I don't.  I just wanted to say that.)

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Elizabeth:  Do doctors push on tummies?
Me:  No, the doctors don't often push on your stomach.
Elizabeth:  How does the baby come out?  Doesn't the doctor push the mom's tummy?
Me: No, your tummy muscles do that.
Elizabeth:  How?
Me:  Well, our bodies are pretty amazing.  They generally know when it's time for the baby to come out, and our brain and hormones tell the tummy to get hard and start pushing the baby down.
Elizabeth:  Oh.  Why do the tummy muscles get hard?
Me:  So the doctor doesn't have to push on my tummy and the baby.
Elizabeth:  So why do babies cry when the come out?  Why do doctors wear gloves?  Are you going to have another baby?
(We are a little stuck on babies right now.  Thanks a lot, Rachel, and Chantel, and Tara. ;) )

Bedtime Prayers

As we were getting the kids ready for bed tonight, Ryan and I knelt down in Annie and Maddie's room for prayer time.  Being four years old, the twins have started wanting to say their prayers without promptings from their parents.  This has made for some very amusing, if slightly irreverent, prayers.  Tonight, Annie went first.

After the opening, Annie started telling Heavenly Father about who loves her.  "Mommy and Daddy wuv me.  Maddie wuvs me.  Jesus wuvs me.  The toilet wuvs me...."  At this, Ryan and I cracked open an eye and looked at each other and try to snicker quietly.  Oh my.  So, maybe telling her that the upstairs toilet "missed her" to get her to go potty one last time before bed was an odd choice.  

Ryan, being closest to Annie, starts to prompt her with, "I'm thankful for..."  

Annie opens her eyes, looks at her dad, and says, "I DO IT."  (More quiet snickering from her mom.)

Back To School

It was time for Emma and Elizabeth to head back to school.  It was cloudy, cold, and generally dreary morning, and they were not excited about going back to school.  Their mother was more sanguine. 

For the three of us left at home, it's been a nice, calm, un-quarrelsome morning.  

Christmas Cards

I love getting Christmas cards in the mail.  It makes me ridiculously happy to see the collection of winterscapes, nativities, and happy faces of friends and loved ones.  (And Elizabeth's Christmas mice she made in art class...)

I haven't taken the Christmas cards down yet, even though the rest of our Christmas decorations came down last week.  I'm still enjoying them.

This makes me smile

Golden

I don't know what it is about the dinner table, but the conversation always seems to end up geared toward bodily functions.  I try and I try, but we cannot stay away from it.  My mother-in-law asked me during dinner  one night while we were over there, if I am even attempting to teach my children proper manners.  (In jest-  She would never criticize.)  I looked back and said, "I do try!  I might have half a chance if Ryan had learned before I got him...."  She acknowledged that two of her children were participating in the conversation at hand.

Tonight we were discussing how much liquid one ought to consume during the course of the day.  Ryan was teaching the girls that by the end of the day our "pee" should be nearly clear.  The kids thought this was interesting, and ran with it.  Verbally.  Annie piped up with, "Well, my pee is golden."

How can you argue with that?  I mean, what is better than golden?

Discussion over.

Ryan and I are still laughing over this one.