A birthday idea

My birthday is coming up in a few months. I was browsing on the internet for ideas for a present from my hubby and came across a few books I would like. Now Matthew refuses to buy me any more books, so I am putting a link for everyone else to look at just in case you are wondering what to buy for me to celebrate me and my glorious birth.

By the way, I think that birthdays are over rated. Shouldn't we as children be celebrating our parents, with special emphasis our mothers, and bring them presents; didn't they already give us enough by giving us life and allowing us to keep on living, especially during the teenage years? Why do we still expect people to treat us special on that day, we didn't really do anything to deserve such treatment.

A pig, a duck and a half gallon of milk

Last night Miss M and I made sock creatures with my cousins. Usually I don't get to make one because I spend all of the time helping everyone else figure out how to make thier own, but we have done this enough times now that they did most of it themselves. I was so proud of my little sewing students. I was able to make a little pig and Miss M made a little duck. I sewed the button eyes on for her, but she sewed all the rest of hers.

We have started going to a new farm for milk and now it comes in half gallon glass jars instead of gallon plastic jugs. Janet delivered four jars to us yesterday just before Ann called to see if I needed lunch because my power was out. Well our power was on and so I said no thanks. I took two jars into the kitchen to put away and left two on the table. Sis S climbed up,picked up a jar, and smashed on the table at just the perfect angle for it to shatter. I got her out of the mess before she got cut and stripped off her clothes. After she calmed down I went about the task of cleaning up. A half gallon of milk doesn't seem like much, but if you spead it out 1/16 inch all over the table and floor it is huge. It took six bath towels to sop it up and then I had to move everything and mop. By the time I was done it was almost 1:00 and we had not had lunch, so we got in the car to go buy something quick. I drove up and down mains treet and everywhere was closed because the power was out. I then had to come home and cook something anyway. I was not happy.

The last two and a half weeks have been horrible. First all three girls got sick. They took turns throwing up for a day. Then Matthew and I got sick, only we just felt like throwing up and couldn't. It is funny to me how sicknesses can affect adults and children different. Matthew even came home from work early, this never happens. Then they (the girls) all got colds (not at the same time), so of course I get a cold too. Matthew missed this opportunity. We finally got to get everyone back to church this week. It was nice to actually attend like I am an active member of the church. Now I am trying to get caught back up on my house work and laundry. The plus side of all this is that I got to read a ton. I finished two books and now have less than 14 hours left of listening to Les Mis, this audio book is over 50 hours.

THe Outdoor hour

We started our outdoor hour today as a way for us to study nature. We planned on taking 15 minutes to be outside and just explore. I thought that it would be fun to play in the snow. We have been cooped up too much. We spent more than an hour outside and the only reason I came in was because I had to start making lunch. It helped that I was so hot that I was sweating. We played with the snow and made a snowman. We fed our extra carrots to the horses who live behind us. Miss M was very into the horses. She though it was pretty cool that their hair grows long to keep them warm. Here are a few pictures.

A fort night

Tonight is mutual and Tubbs had to leave early to go on splits with the missionaries. So I am left to figure out what to do for fun. It is usually Tubbs' job to come up with ideas to entertain in the evening. I had no ideas (I am tired today, we had an outing to the Salt Lake library today). Luckily he is such a great dad and his suggestion tonight was that we build a fort for the girls to sleep in. This was sneaky, because in order to build the fort we had to clean up the girls' room, which they did willingly so they could get to fort building. Here is our masterpiece.















The girls are planning to sleep in it tonight. I am a little pessimistic about their ability to actually fall asleep right next to each other, we have tried and failed on other occasions. I will add to this tomorrow with an update about the sleep.