We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
This wasn’t supposed to be a brag blog, but look at what Micah did for me! He designed this Hawaiian quilt pattern, had it made into a wall-hanging by one of the sister missionaries (hours and hours of labor, as it is hand-stitched), and had it named after me. So, when you come to the Polynesian Cultural Center, you can buy this pattern and make a quilt out of it. It is called Ku’u Aloha O Elikapeka, which means “With the Love of Elizabeth.” Isn’t that the sweetest thing you have ever heard?
Micah,
You are really racking up points with your mother-in-law! This is the perfect example of what I was thinking men do for women. They are the Atlas’s who hold the world up on their shoulders. The world is the women and children, who are carried into beautiful places of safety and peace by the power of the priesthood. This pattern reminds me of the alter cloth of the Tree of Life which symbolizes eternal love. The green ripples going out suggests the power of that love, which is as far reaching as the waves of the ocean. What a beautiful symbol of both of you.
Love
Mom B
Wow, seriously Micah, you definitely get . . . hmmm . . somehow brownie points don’t seem enough. Maybe ice-cream points? I don’t know, but that is seriously cool. I hope I find a husband who will do something like that.
He’s blushing.
Liz, I think he likes you…
Now I’m blushing.
And now you’re matching.