Tuesday, October 20, 2009
I'm sad:-(
When I heard our ward was splitting I thought the news was handled pretty well considering there would probably be some significant changes (I don't do very well with change). We all talked amongst one another reassuring ourselves that even though we're in different wards...we'd still hang out. However, I felt like it was the first day of school when I walked into church today. I kept peeking around the chapel to see if I recognized anyone from the "old ward" and saw a few familiar faces. When I took Sades to nursery that's when I had to hold back a few tears. When we walked in Sadie didn't want me to let her go. To tell you the truth, I didn't want to let her go. All her little buddies are in the other ward now. She didn't recognize anyone! I think she would have stayed because she loves nursery but I used her as my crutch to walk out before anyone saw the tears well up in my eyes. We both mustered up some courage and she finally went back in and actually had a great time. Leave it to me to be a bigger wimp than my three year old. I am excited to meet all the new families in our ward and glad that I still have a few friends to sit with in Relief Society, but a small part of me feels a little excluded. I feel like I've been kicked out of a very fun club because nearly everyone I hang out with is in the other ward. I think the real reason why I'm a little blue is because I worry about Sadie. Call her a crutch or not, but I'm sad that there isn't one little girl her age in the entire ward whereas before there were five or six. The mama bear in me has kicked in and I want her friends back!! I know the pioneers left their homes and families behind and I can certainly go to a different ward, but that doesn't mean it's not going to sting a little. I don't like change. I don't like it one bit. So sorry for the complaining post but I just feel a little sad today.
Pumpkin Patch




The Resheries







Friday, October 16, 2009
Crossing the Line



Thursday, October 15, 2009
I Miss Grandpa
I found these pictures on my camera from our beach trip. Sadie obviously took the photos and asked Grandpa to make a "silly face" in all of them (if she didn't...then....no offense Dad). Sadie loves her "Grahmpa." The other day we were driving home from preschool and she mentioned out of the blue, "I really miss Grahmpa." To which I replied..."so do I Sades." She got a little teary eyed and said "I want to play with him right now. I love him...I really miss him." Hopefully this post will persuade more visits.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Rosemary Beach




Things cooled down quite a bit after we put in Sleeping Beauty and Andrew said over and over again "I wike Prince Phillip" in his raspy little voice. I just love all these little kids. The only things missing from this trip was Grandma F. She was in our thoughts and we all wished she could have been there to tell us all her stories and entertain us with her dry and witty sense of humor. I wish we all lived closer so we could see one another all the time. Maybe one day. Until then Rosemary will continue to settle ours cravings for marvelous mayhem. The more we multiply, the crazier we get. It's great to be an Etherington....at least we think so.

Aunt Jane taking a little breather on the proch swing. I love porch swings. Every home should have one!!

The three little ones. Eloise, Jack and Alice. They don't know it yet, but they're going to be bust buds.

I took some pics with my new camera. Have I mentioned before how much I love my camera? I get great pictures and it does all the work for me:-)






Reading books with Mimi...what could be better?

Two otherwise very busy men, relaxing on the beach.

Sadie loves her Aunts Lizzie and Jane.

Ruby, Mimi, and Sades.

All tuckered out. Poor Jack had to take several naps on the beach instead of in his crib. I just had to be outside and I wasn't about to sit around all day while he slept. What a trooper he was.

We buried Sadie first and she screamed her head off. Once she saw Dad do it, that's all they did for the rest of the afternoon. He dug, she jumped in, and the goal was to see how fast she could get out.

Story hour with the "Book Lady." When I was growing up my mom had story hour all the time at her little bookstore...the Children's Hour. Word got out about her impeccable taste in children's books so she was invited to be on the afternoon news every Thursday to review the best books for moms at home. We watched her every week. I was famous at Uintah Elementary. What a treat for these kids to have an hour of their very own.

Jack being admired. He was quite entertaining on this trip with his low pitched coos and facial expressions. He had everyone charmed.

Crab hunt!! A tradition in our family is to grab flashlights and head out to the beach at night to see all the creepy crawly crabs scurry about. I don't know why we get so excited.....they scare me to death. It's just like running into a large sea spider if you ask me. Sadie loved every minute of it.
The Binky Fairy


The next day we put the binky under the pillow and she woke us up EARLY the next morning to tell us that the binky fairy had come and left her something but she didn't know what it was because it was still dark in her room. We turned on the lights and found a Snow White dress. Hooray for Sadie!! She hasn't had any issues since. I can't believe how easy that was. I guess I just had to wait until Sadie was ready because no one tells Sadie what to do without putting up a fight. She's had a big month. She no longer uses Pull Ups at night anymore. We were down to the last one and I told her that her pull ups were all gone. She had a few accidents and was so uncomfortable that they never happened again. I can't believe my kid is potty trained, sleeps in a big girl bed, can read and spell, and finally got over her binky. I also can't believe I have to do it all over again with Jack.
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