In An Effort

In an effort to follow the counsel of my husband and "exercise my left brain", (try, as i did, to restrain from eye-rolling) I am making a list. I am writing. I am journaling. It's boring, but it's my list. (whatever. it's supposed to help.)

We all go through phases. Some last longer than others.

My children used to refuse praying aloud. As a family, at bed-time, over meals ... it was always a challenge. And I was sad and worried about it.

Well ... I've gotta say ... "be careful what you PRAY for!" Right now we're going through the "lets-fight-over-who-prays" phase.

A whole different kind of challenge.

Their prayers are actually really genuine and quite funny.

Examples: "pwease bwess mommy to not make bad choices."

"pwease bwess daddy to not bwake his weg again."

"fank you fo' baby wuci. we wuv her."

"pwease help joshie to not bite."

and of course: "pwease bwess unca spencer on his mission."

Luci is crawling all over the place. Babbling. Drooling. Pulling herself up on things. And getting too old, too smart, too fast. And her beautiful, curly dark brown hair can all fit into one single little pony-tail on the top of her sweet little head.

The strawberries here are HUGE and YUMMY and CHEAP!

I crave zucchini. Weird, I know.

But seriously, just before bed last night, I slowly sliced and ate an entire zucchini one cut at a time. I am SO my Father. (Don't tell him I said that.) ;)

I moved from 5 lb. to 8 lb. weights in my biceps/triceps workout. Don't Laugh.

I love the scriptures, specifically Jacob, right now. I love the Ensign. I loved conference. I loved sacrament meeting today. I loved Sunday School. I loved Relief Society. I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Eric's "break" is just around the corner. I confidently speak for EVERYone in this family when I say, "Oh, sweet relief."