Moving

Please excuse my long absence. I've been extremely preoccupied.

We are preparing to move. This moving process involves buying a house in a different part of the state and waiting for the house to be built. We are hoping to be moved by the end of July. Ben has already started his new job, so we are apart while I finish packing up the rest of our belongings in our St. George apartment.

We have a place picked out and things seem to be working out well, but I'll wait to post the specifics when things are a little more settled.

As we drove away to head back to St. George, after dropping Ben off at his job yesterday, Paige cried, "Oh, no! What'd we do with mine Daddy? I never get to see mine Daddy!"

She's been missing him. I've tried to explain that this separation of a week won't be nearly as long as the others, but I'm not sure a 2 year-old can really understand that.

Mothers

Paige woke too early this morning.

I groaned when my mother brought her to me.

Paige had slept in Honey & Papa's large walk-in closet (we stayed overnight at my parents' last night; Ben is out of town). My mom said Paige talked in her sleep all night and had been awake for awhile talking to herself before bringing her to me. I think she might have a fever.

I stayed in bed, trying to hold onto the last remnants of sleep, while Paige lay next to me inhaling her morning sippy of milk (which my mother kindly fetched from the fridge). I was grumbling to myself about having to wake up so early (and on Mother's Day no less), anticipating the point when Paige would finish her milk and demand that I "GET UP!", when Paige suddenly stopped drinking, rubbed her hand gently across my face, and said seriously, "I love you, Mom." I smiled at her with my eyes closed. Then she cupped her little hands under my chin and demanded, "look at me." I opened my eyes. "I need to give you a kiss." And she planted one right on my lips.

I thought to myself, "she is totally worth it."

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Now I think I better go rub my mom's cheek, tell her I love her, and give her a kiss. She's making me pancakes right now. And probably got even less sleep than I did, since there was a little girl talking in her closet all night long.

Tag, I'm it!

My lovely sister, Noelle, tagged me so I decided to comply. I think this particular tag should be called "post an unflattering picture, RIGHT NOW!", because that's what you have to do if you get tagged.

Thanks a lot, Noelle.

Hey, at least I learned how to take a snapshot with my internal webcam.

so here are the rules:

-take a picture of yourself right now, no primping or preparing. just snap the picture.
-load onto your blog.
-tag 3 people to play… remember if you are tagged on another blog we will all be heading to yours to see if you played along.

now i'm tagging:
Heidi
Jill
John