It's a Girl ... again!!!

Amen!! We are having another girl!! (Quinn cried ... she wanted a brother.) But Tim and I are pumped. Someday ... if we have a boy ... please do not show him this post. :)

Day light Savings and Ditching Church

The girls were up at 7:30 a.m. this morning. Oh just kidding, according to the auto-changing clocks on our cell phones it was in fact 6:30 a.m. and the end of Day Light Savings. So be it. I crawled in bed with McKenna and let her play with me for awhile while I kept my eyes shut. But soon Quinn could hear the excitement and up she was. Tim is really good at convincing the girls that it is still sleeping time and getting them to go back to sleep. But I have gone soft with this pregnancy, and part of me really misses them when they sleep and is excited that they are up. This always, however, bites me in the but a few hours later when everyone is tired and crabby ... including me.

Usually Kenna is a problem at church and needs to be brought home early for a nap. But today in her little body it was nap time before church even started. So, here I am sitting at home, reading the ward newsletter and blogging ... kitchen all clean, dinner all cooked, and ditching church while Kenna sleeps. Tim and I are switching in a few minutes, and I'll get to head to church for the second 2 hours to sit with my primary class while the practice for the Primary program, which is next week. Sounds fun to me. I can't take naps because they bring on morning sickness so I'd rather stay busy.

We are having Lizza and Jared over for Turkey Dinner tonight. Since Tim and I never get to cook actual Thanksgiving Dinner, we usually make turkey dinner about 10 times during the winter months. It is a favorite, and the leftovers feed us for a week. We're excited to have Lizza and Jared and their kids here to be in on the fun.

I am already a little scared at how sick I will feel in about 7 hours after I completely stuff my face. Yikes. I better be careful.

President David O. McKay, in his October 1955 conference address said, “Thankfulness is measured by the number of words; gratitude is measured by the nature of our actions.” I like that. I hope I can teach such an idea to my children.

Santa vs. Jesus

Quinn and I were in the car this morning, and we started talking about Christmas. I asked her what happens at Christmas, and she said she gets to put Christmas lights up in her room. (She is very excited for this.)

Then we talked a little about Santa Claus, and when I asked what she wanted Santa Claus to bring her, without skipping a beat, she said, "A real cat." She had actually mentioned this out of nowhere a few weeks ago, so I was not surprised.

When we got home, she told Tim that she wants Santa to bring her a cat for Christmas. We started to explained that Santa makes the toys he brings, and Santa doesn't make kitty cats. Her eyes got really big like she had a light bulb go on over her cartoon head, "JESUS!" Then her face basically said the issues is closed ... Jesus, apparently is bringing her a real cat for Christmas.

Not quit sure how we are going to wiggle out of this. We usually have Jesus bring one gift for the family on Christmas morning, but it just never occurred to us that Jesus would start getting a wish list. Shoot.

The Sign in the Window

I got a Western Governors University window cling in the mail the other day from HR, so I put it on my back car window. The next day Quinn noticed it while she was getting in the car.

She said, "Mom, why did you put that on your car?"

"We'll, that is the name of the place where I work Western Governors University."

"Oh, I like it," she said. "We should keep it there."

"I like it too. Good Idea. So, Quinn what does the sign say? Do you remember?"

She said in her angry adult voice, "Yes, it says, 'Mommy has to go to work!"