Food for Thought

Interesting article in The Washington Post, found here.

(and I hope my post title makes you giggle)

The Best Part of My Day

In our house we often ask each other what the best part of the day was. Today wasn't the best day due to everyone being sick. But during bedtime I realized that we did have one bright spot.
The kids finished dinner early (because no one would eat it) so we had plenty of time for a leisurely bath and bedtime. And best of all, Dad was home to help! It was so nice to have everyone in the same room, just hanging out and enjoying ourselves, with no pressure to hurry. That was the best part of the day. Handsome Face laying on a bed of books

Cute Girl got extra stories

Watching the bubbles in the humidifier

Snuggling in sister's bed during songs

Getting attacked by the tickle monster

Link

Today you can see our stars here.

The Program for Today

We're making donuts today. I love donuts. Especially when they're hot and fresh and made from scratch. We only do this on special occasions as the process takes so much time. But Abby saw pictures from Christmas of our donuts and she wanted some so I said I'd make them.
That's the good part of today. The bad part is that Handsome Face is on his third day of fever, Cute Girl slept horribly and wet the bed because now she's coughing and started feeling awful (she wouldn't stop shivering after I cleaned her up and put her back in bed), I'm coughing, and the Rocket Scientist has a bum shoulder again and can't do anything. Oh, what a day.

Why I Love Him

My cute little chubbley-munch is sick today. Wicked cough and high temperature. But he's a trooper. Aside from not sleeping well and feeling like he's on fire, you'd never know he was sick. He just keeps playing. And what I love most of all is the fact that all day long I've heard nothing but a long string of "ank-yoo"s everytime I gave him anything. He's just too sweet.

Quiet

I'm sitting at the computer going through my daily blog roll. I'm sleepy from eating two stuffed zucchinis. Cute Girl is at the post office with her aunt. Handsome Face is asleep in bed. The house is quiet. This is nice.

Pertaining to things Spiritual

These stories are all old. I'm a lazy blogger.
Cute Girl has been in Sunbeams for two months now. Luckily, we had no problem with transitioning her from Nursery. But even though she didn't cry or throw tantrums, she also didn't participate. She just sat there on the front row, turned around holding onto the back of her chair, watching all the other kids. But she was there and quiet so whatever.
A few weeks ago I overheard her playing at home and singing the new song we've been learning for our Primary Program. I had no idea she knew the words as she gave no sign of it in class. So we started practicing the new songs during Family Home Evening with loudness contests between Cute Girl and the Rocket Scientist. Cute Girl always won. Along with practicing we started harassing her about singing in Primary too.
So last week, out of the blue, she started singing. She was the only little Sunbeam in her class (we have four) singing, keeping time by pounding her fist in her hand, and mimicking the hand motions of the chorister. It was so cute!
But to top it all off it was Ward Conference and the Stake President was visiting Primary. When he got up to speak he asked Cute Girl's name and her age and went on and on about the three year old who knew all the words to the song and about how important it is to learn through music. And after church several people told me that he went into Relief Society and raved about her there too. She certainly picked the right day to come out of her shell.
And the next day we had Family Home Evening and learned about Jesus Christ being baptized. Here is her interpretation of events. Notice that she even drew their feet in the water, John holding Jesus by the arm, and that Y thing on the right is the Holy Ghost bird.