Tingers

It started when Em was about 2 years old. She was not quite adept at using the remote control for the television, so while lying on the floor she would stretch her cute little piggies out to reach the TV and change the channel.

It proved to be a skill that has served her well, even now. Only now, I see her changing the music in the car with her tingers. It's not that her toes are longer than normal, she uses them as if they were fingers. In a playful moment she will pinch with them. Ouch! She calls the pinch a "smurf bite" and it's especially painful on the back of my upper arm. She picks things up with them cause it's easier than bending down.


I remember when those piggies were so tiny and clean. What is it about baby's feet? I love them, weird I know, you probably do too.

She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not

Emmy tells me she loves me then she tells me "you're soooo annoying". She wears my shoes, my makeup and my jewelry.

The pendulum of emotions swings back and forth with regularity. It's as if she's saying "I can't live with you and I can't live without you".

I know what she really means. I also know if I let her live, she will emerge from this cloud of confusion and jump off the fickle love you/hate you roller coaster.

For now, I will take the "I love you" moments when they're offered and gulp them like I do an ice cold diet coke. AND I will also snap a photo for evidence that she loves me.

One gloomy afternoon I was lying on the sofa reading and Emmy came and joined me for an afternoon snooze. I'd say right now she loves me.

Highlights of my 2010 Summer

Long walks with my favorite pal.
















Being greeted by my four-footed friend at the mid-way point on my daily walks.









Laughing at Emma and Murray freeze their piggies in the mountain crick in Lamb's Canyon, Utah.














Murray getting a pedicure. As he entered the shop
I overheard him saying, "dudes don't get pedicures".




















Hot-tub fun in Park City Utah with him.









Stumbling upon these two clowns just in time to pay their bill. They'll let anybody in a restaurant these days.










My favorite walk of the Summer. Park City, Utah, just east of town. Beautiful!!









Lunch, Dinner or bedtime snack at Pancho Villa's. It's their fault I have a chip and salsa addiction, I swear they put something in their salsa; it keeps me coming back for more.
















Late afternoon thunderstorms.

















I finally found a license plate that describes one of my personality traits.

Games People Play and Whisperings of the Spirit

During reverent Sunday worship, my yearning to have a meaningful experience with the Holy Ghost bestowing further light and knowledge upon me was interrupted by the family sitting in front of me.

What did my eyes behold you ask? None other than the Stake Primary President teaching us how to embarrass our children. She placed kiddie stickers on the backs of her two teen-aged sons' shirts. You know the kind; stickers that say, "I was good today", "Good Work" or "I'm a Superstar". Oh, she took delight in this shameful behavior while leaning over to one of her angel offspring to hiss "pay attention" and give him the stink eye.

Her daughters joined in the fun by surreptitiously passing stickers down the row, bypassing the boys, so each brother would have his turn wearing preschool stickers on his back.


Seeing the devilish look in their eyes made the mischief fun to watch and I even heard the Holy Ghost whisper to me. He said something like "Take a picture of Murray sleeping in church"

So I did.

Shhh... don't tell anyone.