Wrangling a baby on concrete bleachers; It’s as handy as skiing and doing your taxes. Maybe next time some tryptophan turkey?
I might be upset at my ten-month-old’s function. If her form weren’t so perfect.
My sister Karin spent the night at our house for the Martin Luther King, jr holiday. I made it a true day of service by listening compassionately to her dating woes (she’s twenty-one! and prospect-less!) and giving her my finest advice: Buck up, Baby! One day you’ll meet someone and all your fears about not [...]
Hi, we’re the Johnsons, and we’re late for church. Chronically. Excessively. As in, I gave my tip for keeping kids reverent during the seventy-minute service: “Arrive half an hour late, then the kids only have forty minutes to get restless.” Also, the sacrament’s over by then so the wait-until-the-sacrament-is-over-to-start-coloring thing doesn’t apply. I decided we’ll [...]
Yesterday we rode the Heber Valley Railroad‘s North Pole Express, and it was very winter-y and Christmas-y and old-fashioned locamotive-y. Molly gurgled and nursed in her bunny suit, Callie loved the cookies, Avery asked for seconds of the hot chocolate, and Lucy nodded and nodded wide-eyed when Santa talked to her. He was a great [...]
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