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.
Simon rode his bike all the way to the park on Saturday.
We lost a wheel to our buggy board, but Simon insisted it was no big thing.
Almost. He made it a mile and half before his legs were tired of running.
Then I carried him the rest of the way.
You couldn’t find prouder parents.
I think it’s just about time to pass the balance bike to the little brother and let this big kid have at it with some pedals.


I totally think he could do it. There’s a little boy in our ward who is exactly the same age as Anna and he was riding a little bike with training wheels all over the church parking lot. His dad said it took a little time to teach him how to pedal, but once he got it, he found it much easier than the tricycle he had been riding before.
That’s so awesome, I just love little kids on bikes!! That’s a really long ways for him to go, too, good job, Simon!!