
These beliefs make me happy (my friend sent them to me):


I've had to work hard to get all of our traditions done before we fly to Utah Tuesday...cards out early, ornaments bought, and the gingerbread houses!!!!!
Okay, I need some advice (from all three of you who read this)... I tried to be on top of things this year as far as teacher gifts. I sent out a letter a month ago asking for everyone to send in $5 or $10 to go toward a Visa gift card. I know as a teacher I thought this was the most thoughtful and useful gift, BUT not ONE person sent money, so I went ahead and picked up Wal Mart gift cards just from my girls. I can justify spending $20 each (to make the card worth it but would have only done $10 if everyone would have participated) for the teachers that are with my girls every day.
Dave's parents are celebrating their 50th Wedding Anniversary on the 19th. It has made me think a lot about marriage and how people make it that far. Divorce is plaguing the nation, and has especially hit home lately for me because of a few different friends that are struggling with the issue or have already divorced.
Dave and Amelia made the potatoes...so yummy, except for the fact that we decided Baby Grayson should get to try some of Thanksgiving Dinner and when he ate the potatoes, he gagged and threw them up!
The sun anywhere, anytime. Lately I find myself wandering upstairs at 1:45, 20 minutes before the kids get home) and sitting on the edge of the bed where the sun comes in at the perfect angle. I seriously always pictured really old ladies sitting in the sun like I do almost every day, but I'm not old, I just love the sun. It makes me happy and relaxed.
What's better than Dots you might ask? Dots and popcorn. Together. (Thanks Glen for sharing this gem.)
When this truck is in my garage.
T-shirts without tags. I really, really dislike tags on anything. They especially drive me crazy rubbing against my skin at the base of my neck or on the side of my ribcage. I think one of the coolest inventions ever is t-shirts with the "tag" printed on the inside.
Campfires and camping with the family...everything about it, except for the packing and unloading, of course.

The girls love it when we dress up! The girls got SO MUCH candy. And yes, I've been digging through it to find all the Almond Joys, Peanut M& M's and Butterfingers...and eating them daily.
We woke up so early the next morning and headed up to the mountains of NC to go to Girl Scout camp.
We were pretty sure we saw a fairy with pink wings fly over us. Amelia was sure that Tinkerbell that actually LIVES in Disney World must have just had a cabin here.



Mikayla is always keeping track of everything (like the days of the week). She doesn't lose stuff and is tidy! I always find things put in patterns...like in this photo it was tomatoes and soda can tabs!
"Mom I'm sure cotton is made from clouds, not from t-shirts."
And for you Aunt D (and anyone else who cares): Amelia got to wear jeans to school yesterday for her field trip, but had to wear a dress code shirt. She totally spiced it up with the scarf you made her a few years ago and the snazzy boots and belt. I told her that it said "WEAR SNEAKERS" but she didn't care and I didn't have the energy to fight it.
"But it's still night time!"
And finally, here is a shout out to all of my friends who get their kids off to day care and school before 7:00 in the morning. IT IS SO HARD! We leave the house at 6:55, and it just seems cruel to pull kids out of bed at 6, especially when it's freezing. Dave has started going to the gym in the morning instead of the night so he helps with ponytails and shoes...yes, that is service...Mik is laying down watching "Arthur" while Daddy put on her shoes.
It's a long story how this whole ballet teaching thing came about, but the HOA had contacted me about teaching lessons. My kids were NOT HAPPY at the studio I found here and so I decided to pull them out if I could get ten girls to take lessons. I ended up getting 16 girls, so I split them up into two classes and got it running. I got a call the day of our first class saying that the clubhouse was no longer available for use...long story. I couldn't cancel...moms had been buying ballet shoes and were totally planning on it, so after vacuuming the house that day, I thought, "Hey, I think there is room in here for eight girls. I had to call my mom a million times and take pictures with my phone to see if I was crazy, but I decided to run with it...