2009 September « An accountable tortoise

Learning to prepare and digest food

Lily cut her pear slices into tiny pieces using her butter knife,
Elsie took one look at burrito pie and decided not to eat it,
Timmy made tuna salad and tuna sandwiches for himself and Kate and Abby,
Abby made corn tortillas for our lunch,
Kate made microwaved potatoes with cheese, sour cream, and salsa,
Gina had heart burn after eating a toddler's portion of the spaghetti Kate and Abby made, and
I made the kids banana splits with the works when Gina went down to Santa Fe for Women's conference.

Lily silently covered her face, hands, legs and feet with Desitin while I was napping 2 feet away,
Elsie made our bed almost every day, getting better each day,
Timmy explained that he hates school because he has to sit still too long,
Abby created a desert out of ice and hot water for the other kids,
Kate played us her first violin piece,
Gina has been struggling to get our ward staffed with cub scout leaders, and
I found that the flash point of corn chips is lower than the "broil" temperature of our oven.

Lily decided this week that she gets to choose what she wears,
Elsie wants you to know that she loves Gatorade,
Timmy had 3 cavities filled (they said he was the best patient they had had all day),
Abby got a package from Gina's mother with spools and craft-supplies to make an add-a-room house,
Katie started playing the violin,
Gina cut the hair of the other 6 of us, and
I've emptied throw-up bowls about 30 times in the past 24 hours (every child has been hit this weekend).

Lily told our home teachers that when she gets old she will be a mommy and have a baby and drive.
Elsie explained that you have to move carefully around grown ups so that you don't hurt them,
Timmy found out (to his grief) that his one pumpkin plant that survived the hail storms is actually an Italian squash,
Abby shared Mosiah 2:17 with the whole congregation when she was called up to be presented as a new member of the church,
Kate got up and bore her first testimony (it was pretty touching),
Gina cooked a 22 pound turkey from last Thanksgiving, and
I've been sneaking downstairs at night and playing the piano in the dark with the headphones on.