I haven't blogged in a while and since I have a bunch of stuff has happened.
My son turned 2. That's incredible. We still haven't had his birthday party. We were going to have it on the Saturday after his birthday, but my husband left on a last minute trip to South Florida to buy us a van (which is the coolest van ever!!) So we post-poned it for the following Saturday, but everyone was sick, so now it will be this Saturday and it's going to be a combination party for him, myself and Nana Faller.
We have a new van that is the coolest! I love it. I wish I could find my camera to take pictures of it and brag to everyone else about how my van is cooler than all the other vans out there, but alas, I am still without a camera. Maybe me losing my camera is Heavenly Father's way of keeping me humble.
I don't know how my mom did it, but 4 out of 5 of her children eat vegetables (Way to ruin a perfect statistic, Dennie). I remember growing up and being excited when we had spinach or beets with dinner. I remember the best part of Sunday Dinner (pot roast, mashed potatoes and some sort of vegetable side) was when she made green beans with bacon on top. I hope somehow that super power was sent to me and I can make my children love vegetables. I think I'm off to a good start because my two year old son will eat more vegetables than his father, but his father doesn't like corn, sweet peas or other fall-back-because-who-in-the-world-doesn't-like-these vegetables, so it's not hard to eat more vegetables than him. He has tried to pass of the fake chives in Top Ramen as a vegetable before. He will eat lima beans (yuck. city.) and asparagus though. I know, it makes no sense.
I still hate moving.
We apparently aren't supposed to have a Yard Sale before we move. One Saturday we were sick with an insane cold snap that froze the iguanas out of trees. Next time it rained and rained and rained and rained. Then we were sick with congestion and fevers. Then it rained and rained and rained and rained again. So we are 0-4 on possible Yard Sale Saturdays with only three left. This next one my husband is working so I'll be at it alone for most of the time. The next one we are probably going down to Palm Beach to visit his brother's family one last time before we leave and the last Saturday is two days before I move and the day I pick up the moving van, so not the most convenient of days. I really hope we sell a lot this Saturday or else I think we'll be moving stuff with us and selling it out in Utah.
I promise I will blog more when I am past all this moving nonsense. Until then, just bear with me.
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I don't remember if I ate a lot of vegetables when I was wee but when I was a kid I became a very picky eater and now I eat most things. But my mom kept saying to me, wait until you have kids (which I am in fact doing) and you'll see what kind of torture they give you. I can only pray my children are not like me because they will most definitely end up in a mental institution. I'm still not sure I myself won't!
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