Sunday, February 5, 2012

I am ashamed!


Remember how the little crustacean on "Finding Nemo" says, "I am ashamed!" when he gets caught cleaning the tank?   I love that! Instead of a trite "sorry," he says, "I am ashamed," with conviction and a french accent to boot.  So . . . I am ashamed of my inconsistent posting and rather than trying to catch up, I'll just post a few recent pictures and some news.
                                                  
 This is our own Lilliputian. (Gulliver's Travels) We love her dearly. She's rolling and scooting all over the place and enjoys solid food very much. In fact if you hold her and a piece of toast at the same time she will swipe it with surprising coordination and speed. She also enjoys being taken out of church for happy, loud baby talk.
 Little May is losing teeth. Yes, my baby May is growing up so fast! She, not Ellen, is our Eleanor. (Sense and Sensibility) She is calm and logical and wants to do everything correctly and sensibly, with an occasional outbursts of emotion. She is a great student and we are so proud of her! She has taken to calling me M-O-M instead of mom.
Tom Bombadil (The Lord of the Rings) is a jolly fellow. Bright green his beanie is and his boots are yellow . . . well red. Thomas likes to wear a tie all day these days. Another of his favorite pastimes is snuggling up to Great Grandma Ida, sharing her blanket, and popping packing bubbles with her. Lately, he has been heard to heave a huge sigh of relief after the sacrament meeting closing prayer and say aaaaamen!
Ellen, not May, is our Marianne. (Sense and Sensibility) She says her heart is very colorful. She is loud and long in her moments of anger and despair, and profuse in her praise. She often says, "Mom, you're the best cooker, EVER!" She continues to insist on wearing dresses everyday and I continue to insist that she wear a shirt under the sleeveless ones.  When she forgets to put on a shirt or when she gets in trouble she asks, "Do you not love me?" I tell her that I love her no matter what. Maybe I'm too harsh for her delicate sensibilities.

 
 No rest for the wicked! I'm staying busy with my babies, the library and Young Women. It's shaping up to be a busy year in YW with some major activities that require a lot of preparation.  In October we will be hiking 22 miles to the temple in Snowflake and being baptised and confirmed for a person in each of our families. For most of the young women the research will be no easy task, because they have been members for many generations. This, plus girl's camp, the Easter Pageant, and possibly a trip to Salt Lake and the Manti Pageant are being planned.  It's going to be a crazy summer with reunions, the summer reading program and maybe (fingers crossed) a trip to see David and Valerie and Yellowstone. And this . . . . .

is the man who is going to babysit! Right honey?  Mathan? . . .

SEE?  Christmas really did happen even if I didn't blog about it!
Mathan really is the man who keeps us all happy and sane. He has been working hard on a big project out on the reservation, which means he's gone a lot. Thank Heaven for the work, and thank Heaven for three day weekends!  In his spare time Mathan is enjoying his ham radio. He upgraded his licence and bought a high power radio and now he can contact people around the world. He is working on a better antenna for the radio too.  You know, when he's not busy with his four callings and his position on the water board.

Well that about does it. All I'm missing is literary characters for Mathan and myself. Hmm . . .