I decided, rather than boring everyone about the details of my marathon training I would put it in another blog. I really want to keep track of where I have been. Then I can be proud of myself for the milestones I have reached. So if your interested in reading that blog, the site is-
I am so excited to have a new goal to look forward to!
On another note, I have had a little boy running again. The weather is beautiful, so we have been playing outside everyday. The boys love it, but everyday we have to go in due to the runner. Gabriel was able to get about a quarter mile away yesterday, I was unprepared with the "Enoch shuffle". I finally caught him and brought him home. We decided that from now on I will tie a rope around my belt loop and his, then he can only get about 10 feet away. Today I was feeding Enoch and talking to my sister in law on the phone. Hyrum decided to go ride a bike- no shoes and no coat. A fedex man knocked on the door, when I opened it I was surprised to see Hyrum outside with him, crying. Poor guy got cold. Thank You Mr. Fedex man. Not sure how long it would have taken me to realize he was gone. Is that the point you reach, when you start to realize you might have to many kids? I have almost gotten to the point where I have decided to give up phone calls. How sad! I do love talking on the phone, but it seems the kids really suffer when I do. I am just not that great at multitasking.
We got some new job charts for the boys. I love them because we can change out the jobs and the stickers are reusable. The boys are great at getting their jobs done. One week completed and one more week to go before we get to take a trip to the childrens museum.
A friend of ours gave us some play dough when Enoch was born. I tell you, this stuff is the ultimate in good times. The boys have a blast whenever we get it out. Because of this I decided we needed another craft to do, so last week I bought some finger paint and paper and now our walls are lined with colorful artwork. I have never been that kind of a fun mom before. I am more of a all work and no play kind of girl. I think the boys are starting to enjoy this new leaf we have turned over-and the house is not to much worse for the ware!
Tom is coming up on his 30th birthday, and though I hate to burry him in this post, I am afraid I won't be getting around to posting again for a while. This man is the perfect man for me! I looked for 3 things in my man, looks, compaassion, and a love of God-I was truely blessed to find Tom. Here are some reasons why I love him. Whenever he goes to the store he always picks me up a treat or some flowers. Whenever he gets home from work he changes his clothes and plays with the boys straight on through till bed time. He always compliments my cooking-most often it is hamburger helper! He tells me I am hot, even though I haved gained about 10 lbs per baby. He helps me set and keep goals. He holds me when I am cold. kisses me when I am frazzled, and loves me when I am grumpy. He is the best caregiver when I am sick or recovering from having babies. He even took a day off work this year to take care of me when I was sick. He gets up with the kids on the weekends, so I can sleep in, and makes breakfast. He braves the harsh working world everyday, because he loves his family and wants to take care of us. He teaches me gently and most often silently, letting me make my own mistakes and picking me up when I do. He truely feasts on the words of Christ. He loves the Savior. When I hear him pray, I again feel privleged to even know such a good and wonderful man. Every time I look at him I am reminded of what a handsome man I married. Athletic, muscular, good, mormon boy with the sweetest dimples and eyes that shine with the light of Christ! Thanks for marrying me Tom, and Happy Birthday!