I really can't...help...

We took a ride on the Polar Express this week. The girls were so excited. What fun is that, to be excited to see this jolly old man!
If you ask little Bay (the one year old) "what did the angel tell the shepards?" She will reply, in her barely discernible baby talk: "Don't be scared. Jesus is born."
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...so what were we for Halloween? I don't know if the girls will ever remember. We had so many fun costumes that I turned it into dress-up month and we spent the entire month in one costume after another, everyday! So if you ask Boo what she was for Halloween her reply is: "Candy!"
That said, I want to give a big reminder to issues at hand, especially those that I can only participate in by word of mouth and not vote directly: the issue of defining same-sex partnerships as marriage. There are a few states voting on this now. Some wonder, what's the big deal, it's just a title. I think of it as I have heard others say, this is the drop of water into the pond. The tiny drop may not seem very significant, but the ripple effects cover the entire pond.
...a few things inspired this General Conference from the Prophet Thomas S. Monson:
...this is who we are:
...it's MUCH more than "just a monument"...
...it's little train rides, big train rides, pioneers, handcarts, horehound candy...
...and Lucky the horse, and "Tiya" our friend! Pony rides!
"2000 ft drop" huh? that sounds like fun...
...natures high points are what he loves to reach, so I love that he does it...he always comes home more in love with life, nature, God, and me! no complaints there. especially if I choose to come (slow speed and bad knees permitting), or be base camp with the kids.
..cut leaves to hang on the windows...so if you are missing those autumn colors...here's a project for you...
...in church us women have a program called Enrichment Night. It’s similar to community learning classes, where we learn all KINDS of things, and better get to know our friends and neighbors. It was one of the ‘get to know you’ nights that my friend, mother of four small children, was planning on attending. She was supposed to make a basket of things representing herself, her talents, etc, to share with the group. She is the type of person who likes to be accurate; she didn’t just want to throw any old things into the basket, so she tried to give some thought to the task. Activity time came, however, and she had no basket. No time! Then inspiration hit as she was doing what she does daily: wiping up messes, wiping fingers, wiping faces, wiping bums, wiping noses, wiping dishes/counters/floors/windows/take your pick! She is a talented wiper! She filled that basked with all the ‘wipes’ she could find from Clorox wipes to diaper wipes and had a good time with it.