Some Things

{I know I post a lot of Dane's drawing but I can't resist. Love the check marks too}

::The kids have gotten progressively worse watching conference at home for the past couple sessions. I've been feeling like maybe we need to attend conference at the stake center a time or two so they appreciate it at home. We all slept in a bit on Sunday so without being a little late we wouldn't have made it. It came to me that we just needed our Sunday clothes here at home to induce some reverence (mostly for the boys). I know most people look forward to their lounge clothes and I'm one of them but it just didn't bring enough reverence for me to get anything out of the talks. Surprisingly, not much opposition was met and they were definitely more reverent even though we were still in our own living room. In fact, they sat and listened to both sessions on Sunday very well. I love Dane's notes up above. He drew a picture of each speaker and an 'amen' after each one. I couldn't agree more buddy, I loved every talk and felt so much of it was directed right to me. Amen.

::I was winning the war on potty training until today. Today he's getting the best of me and I want to give in. Throw the towel in. I know that means I can't give in but I'm finding it hard to fight the fight today. A whole week of good to this. Ugh.

::I'm a practical person and most of the time I'm proud of that. I like practical gifts, I shop sales first because it feels more practical. I wanted the Shark Steamer Mop for my birthday because I couldn't see myself buying it, it just seemed too selfish to get an expensive mop just because I hated the task. But since Marion gave it to me, I love it. Love it. There is way too much floor in this house to mop and it has cut my mopping time to less than half. Perfect gift for me. Cue the time when I don't like being so practical. I want to take the kids to Disneyland. Plane tickets are cheap right now and while I'm sure we could make it work, it just isn't practical. I don't know exactly what they are going to be but my medical bills are going to be big enough we shouldn't spend the money. If only I weren't so practical sometimes. Sheesh.

::I'm jumpy. Really, really jumpy. Milo learned this before we were married and hasn't purposely scared me since. I was driving home from work (it was dark), and I pulled into the carport of our apt without seeing him parked behind me. He ran up and slapped the trunk of my car and scared the daylights out of me. I screamed and ran up all three flights of stairs and locked my door even though I knew who scared me. Crazy.

::Fast forward to last night. I was up going to the bathroom in the middle of the night which might be too much information but it's important to the story, ha. I rarely get up for a bathroom visit and when I do, I don't turn the lights on, it just wakes me up even more. Well last night Milo opened the door, was surprised to see me there, quietly said my name and I lost it. Screamed bloody murder at least 3 (maybe more) times. I don't usually scare him back but this time I did, he jumped back wondering what the heck I was screaming about. Still cracks me up when I think about it. How do I get over being so, so jumpy? Really, it's ridiculous. And no Marion (they are a family that scares), it doesn't mean scare me more!