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My day today


Dear mother, my last post was 25 days ago---not TWO months. I will do better...I will do better...

Let me tell you about my day. It started at 1:45 am. Liza was screaming...she didn't stop until 5:30. We had piano at 8:00, school at 9:00, baths, laundry, shopping (thanks to Makay for helping me with the sick ones,) naps, more piano, activity days, dinner, laundry, scouts and now a primary meeting. Life is great, actually. I am thankful for Motrin, Little Einsteins, sprite, soda crackers, an incredible local library, a sister that lives 1 mile away and THE SUN that has been shining shining shining:()

Little Liza after a LONG LONG night. She is holding three pair of new underwear that I just bought her. I love how the simple things in life makes kids happy :)

Comments

Kerry said…
What a day! It's strange to see little Eliza like that...she's usually so full of energy! I'm so grateful for the little things that help us get through these yucky times. :)
Natallee said…
LIfe- Isn't it fun?! I love this picture of Liza though- she looks alot like my Landon when he is sleeping! She is such a beautiful girl!
Liz said…
I am grateful for children who write on their blogs so I know what is going on in their lives. I wish I could be there to help you on stressful days. Heather had a similar night and day with Harper and Tal was out of town. By afternoon, she called in tears needing help. It was our pleasure to help (with some help from Cameron and Landon).

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