Why did it have to rain today? Why not yesterday or tomorrow? Those days would have fit into my schedule.
It was really nice of that guy at Costco to tell me my tire was low.
Where on earth is the book I was reading?
How can my house get so messy when we're hardly ever home anymore?
I ordered 40lbs. of apples this morning in order to make applesauce, which I have never done. Am I nuts?
My baby will be three in four days. That makes me sad. I miss her being a baby.
No, Pam, I am not pregnant!
I hate driving to Vancouver for Lexi's gymnastics. It wouldn't be so bad if her class wasn't at 6:15, when everyone and their dog is driving to Vancouver. The girls love that we get to drive to another state once a week, though.
Nothing has made me smile bigger today than the sentence, "Mommy, you're so very very lovely. You can be a princess just like me!"
I think I need to hide Vicki's shofar.
I really should be cleaning out the fridge to make room for all the stuff I bought at Costco, which I just crammed in wherever it fit.
I'm scared of what's in the fridge, particularly in the back. Some of that stuff is no longer identifiable.
Sometimes I think I'm the coolest mom ever because I let me kids go to school in clothes that don't match.
Sometimes I think my kids look frumpy compared to other people's kids.
Little girls dressed as princesses fighting over a pair of Dora sunglasses is not a pretty sight.
I think we talk about politics in our house a lot. More than the average family. Vicki thinks it's not fair that she's not old enough to vote. Lexi likes Barack Obama (and she no longer thinks he's a prophet.) And today Ellie said, "I can see Russia from my house!"
Seriously, why did it rain today?
Getting up at 5:30 in the morning to exercise and study the scriptures uninterrupted sounds like such a good idea in theory. It even sounds like a good idea at 5:30 in the morning (someone pick my parents up off the floor, please.) But by 8:30 at night, I'm done. The kids had better be in bed, or woe be upon their heads, and the heads of their children and their children's children, for generations to come.
I need to work on being a more positive person in the evening.
Where the heck is my book?
Kisses from almost-three-year-olds are the best!
There is not enough chocolate in my house.