Roy, Sheena, D, K, A, C and L

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Monday, October 4, 2010

Here a little, there a little

The other night K had a nightmare. She usually cries a bit and goes back to sleep in her own bed after a comforting snuggle with me. Not this time. It was 3:30 am and I don't think she really slept for the rest on the night. She did, however, lay in her bed, my rocking chair, my floor, my bed, the couch.....I think that's it. Near sunrise, she was laying in bed between Roy and I will the sheet pulled over her head being hysterical about things getting her. What were these things, you ask? Well, I asked too. Her response: "The Rascals! The rascals are getting me!" ???
The night ended with sunrise and a soothing discussion about our attack cat Zibby chasing away anymore rascals before they can get in the house. Thank goodness for attack cats.

This weekend was General Conference. I love it. We still don't have cable or satellite or anything of that nature, but we do have the Internet! We hooked up the computer to be where our TV is so we could sit on the couch. D went through 2 General Conference packets. One for each day.
Saturday, after Priesthood Session, Roy came home and picked up D. They went to the Bishop's house for ice cream. So fun.

Speaking of TV..... ours is broken. The remote has not worked for a while now. We don't believe the cause to be the remote (and YES we checked the batteries!). This has only caused mild problems since we have to have the digital converter box to watch TV and it has it's own remote to change channels. It was getting old for the volume though. Anyway, now the poor thing won't turn on. We've been babying along for a while. There have been times when the TV didn't want to turn on but if we waited for a while and tried again it would do it. Not so much now. It's been 2 whole days since it was last turned on. It isn't looking good.

A talks all.the.time. now. She doesn't actually use much recognizable language, but she does talk. Alot. Especially when she is mad. When she gets upset, she reminds me a bit of a squirrel. She just starts chittering away angrily. I love it! I love her! Oh, and she has taken to falling off the chairs around the table. I think it is her revenge for not being able to get on the table. She also fell down our large flight of stairs yesterday. She has decided that going down on her stomach is beneath her now that she is walking. She should walk down the stairs. It's not going well.

Zibby came home without her collar today. Swell.

I am going to Time Out for Women in November. I decided to get a group of ticket sales together so we could get the discount. I needed 3. I got 9. Overachiever??

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