I'm Going There Someday

One day Naomi was looking at a picture of Jon's and my wedding. She started singing to herself: "I'm going there someday . . . "

Lil' Stinkers

Keenan, sitting on my lap, looks up at me and says, "Papa." 


"Mama," I correct him, and he grins and sticks out his tongue.


Bonus pic from several months ago:

God's wife

Today Adara told me what God's wife's name was. Unfortunately, God's angels put a veil over my mind and now I don't remember what it was. :(

Contrariness

Naomi is in full contrary 2-year-old mode. She is violently independent, and uses the word "no" ubiquitously, as though her brain doesn't have the ability to recognize positive affirmations.

Most of the time this is infuriating. Sometime's it's mildly irritating. And every once in awhile, it is funny.

She came into the room one day singing "I like to move it, move it," but she had modified the lyrics slightly. "I don't like to move it, move it. I don't like to move it, move it!" she sang, over and over again. 

Can I Drive?

This little girl surprises me on a regular basis.  This picture, which was taken in July, is documenting Naomi's ability to unlock the door by herself. She asked, several times, "Mama, can I drive?"

The most recent surprise was this weekend. Jon and I left the kids with a babysitter and, when we came home, Naomi's first words to me were: "Did you have a good time, Mama?" So grown-up sounding. I just am not used to it.

What Mormons do in sacred places

Sacred historic site, goofy Australian trend. The perfect marriage!

Adara and Jon planking in Adam-ondi-Ahman

"Beware of Online Filter Bubbles"

This is worth the 10 minutes. It has changed the way I look at my world -- hopefully for the better.

http://www.wimp.com/filterbubbles/