2.23.2011

dentophobia

dentophobia: fear of the dentist

Okay, I am not afraid of the dentist himself, he's actually a super nice guy. It's just the whole experience that gets my stomach in knots. The gagging, the sterile smells, the being told you have 1000 cavities and it will cost $1 million to fix them.

Today, I will go to the dentist for the first time in... count them... 5 1/2 years. I know, it's super gross. Which is why I am going, despite that fact that it makes me want to hurl.

Wish me (and my bank account) luck.

2.20.2011

3 year old funny of the day

DALLAS: {picking his nose. as usual.}
CLINT: "Dallas, are you supposed to pick your nose?"
DALLAS: "No"
CLINT: "Does Lightning McQueen pick his nose?"
DALLAS: "No, Dad. Because he doesn't have fingers"

Touche, son.

2.16.2011

I've convinced myself this wasn't a coincidence

"Look Mom, I spelled my name!"

2.14.2011

Love day.

I love that I will finish the Book of Mormon today. I thought that was fitting for LOVE day. I have truly loved reading it (for the first time all the way through in over 7 years; I am embarrassed to admit that). I am so excited to read the last page, take the advice of Moroni:

And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost. And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things

....and then start it all over again. Love.


And, of course...
I love my husband.
I love my children.
I love my parents and I love that they love each other.

What would a Valentine's Day post be without those little shout outs?


P.S. When did I get old enough to have kids making valentines for their friends? Sometimes I love feeling like a "real" mom.

2.07.2011

Girls

Norah had a hip appointment today. My parents took Dallas for the day because those appointments usually take all.day.long.

But today, they got us right in on time and Norah and I were home before 2pm. So what do you do when it is just 2 girls home alone in the middle of the afternoon?

Paint your nails, of course.


A girl's gotta look good. Even if she is stuck in her stupid harness for a few more months.