May 29, 2011
We woke up this morning to see snow covering the ground. Snow. At Bear Lake. In May!!!
I have never in my entire life been to Bear Lake with snow on the ground.
I did wonder what happened when it suddenly got quiet after a quick and crazy rainstorm when we went to bed. Now I know. And I was NOT happy about it.
May 28, 2011
With a cold, wet weekend upon us, Jeff and I took advantage of what little break in the storm we had (not to mention a babysitter.... thanks Emily and Jesse) to take a spin on the 4 wheelers. We figured it might be the only shot we had. We were right.
It was cold. Muddy. And snowy. Yes, snow. I quickly realized two things. First, we are not cold weather adventurers. Had we been stranded, we would have frozen to death. I managed to scrounge up a pair of thin, cotton gloves in the old Bear Lake trailer (thank goodness my Grandma is a pack rat) that at least kept my hands dry. Not warm but dry. So between them and my windbreaker, I was at least able to make it back to "the property" only half frozen.
And second, I really hold Jeff back. I'm hoping my granny-speed, ultra paranoid riding isn't symbolic of our marriage and that I don't truly hold him back that much. It became fairly obvious as I saw him turn around to check on how I was doing that he was hankering to kick it up a notch. When we took a break for me to pretty much sit on my frozen hands for a few minutes, he took off at full speed. I suddenly had visions of what craziness this man does alone on these things or worse yet, when accompanied by testosterone instead of estrogen.
It was a good ride. I'm just hoping next time we get to take water instead of hot chocolate!
May 27, 2011
This is NOT the way I envisioned the start of our Memorial Day weekend.
Even if Jeff told me, "That's how memories are made. Bad weather."
May 26, 2011
Cole has singlehandedly managed to ruin my laundry basket. One woven strand at a time. Apparently the "sticks" he manages to yank off of it make for great swords or guns. I'm not sure. What I am sure of however, is that I'm completely annoyed every time I try to keep our stinky clothes contained with a lid that is quickly shrinking in diameter.
May 25, 2011
Yep. That's a Cheetos mustache. I was somehow talked into going on a walk to the cafeteria before heading home today.
The reason for the Cheetos mustache though, well that's an entirely different story. I had upset Pearl with a talk I had given her. When she started crying, I tried to cheer her up and distract her by getting her to make goofy faces at me. Apparently today at school she say OMG. And not with the "gosh" ending. Trust me when I say, she did NOT pick this up from home! Her teacher was shocked and told me as soon as she had said this, realized what she had done. She started bawling hysterically and said, "Heavenly Father is mad at me, isn't He?" What do you say to that? Uh, yeah he probably was mad.
It did give me a chance to try and teach her about repentance though. Tonight we said a prayer before bed and told Heavenly Father we were sorry for saying mean things and that we would try harder to only say nice things. I hope my teaching sticks.
May 24, 2011
Nothing special today, just made a stop at a park on the way home from work. With the wet and cold spring weather, we had to take advantage of some sunshine while we could!
May 23, 2011
We are very proud of Pearl. She passed her test to go into kindergarten this fall.. a year early! We are very lucky to have an all-day kindergarten program at our daycare. We are also very lucky that they let a few four-year-olds each year enter the program a year early. Which means she should be reading and learning about all kinds of things we've forgotten in just a few months.
We'd been prepping Pearl about her test for a few weeks, reminding her when she went to Ms. Penny's class that she had to listen and do what she was told. We'd also brushed up on our numbers, letters, and sounds just in case she had some attitude the day of her test.
Well, test day finally came and when I asked Pearl about it, she excitedly told me, "I listened! I passed my test!" After receiving the official confirmation that in fact, she did pass her test, we celebrated with a frozen custard.
Pearl is such a smarty-pants. She obviously takes after her mother!
May 29, 2011
