'L'

Four months:
13.3 lbs. - 50%
something inches - 95%
50% head

Two months:
11.2 lbs. - 50%
something inches - 90%
50% head

Two nights ago I had a crazy dream.

It started with my family all in bed asleep and someone started pounding on the front door. I opened the door and many people from my family came in. They were nervous and fretting and I asked what was wrong. They handed me a scrapbook that Amy Morris (my sister's sister-in-law) put together and they told me to read it because it would tell me what was wrong. So I sat and read the thing forever but it never told me what was wrong.

When I was done I started asking again. Then I found out even John knew what was wrong because he had read his email but he wouldn't tell me either so I had to go read my email.

I went and read my email and finally I was told that "Sandy's feet caught on fire". I was so confused.

Then Laura (my sister-in-law) brought me Kailee so I could watch her so she could go with Ryan to help Sandy and Brian (my aunt and uncle).

Then as I was walking across the room my mom told me to be careful because if your pants are too long, they can make sparks which will catch your feet on fire. I was amazed. I had no idea that could happen.

Then suddenly I was on an open train sort of thing (really it was like standing on a ladder that has been laid down and put on wheels) and I was riding along the edge of a mountain. This part went on for a long time. As I was riding I looked down into the revine and saw a racoon, a ton of wild dogs, and an elk. You know how dreams are slow motion? I was slowly pointing out all these animals. "A racoon" "more dogs" "oh an elk". The ladder was then hung out over the edge as we still road along the mountainside.

When the ride was finally over and we stopped, I went in to some building and called my mom and said "well, I'm in Sri Lanka".

And that was my dream.

Last night my dream was that John and Leah and I were on a school bus taking a tour of a farm. There was another family there and the mom had a hurt foot so she needed a ride from one part of the farm to another. Everyone else was walking so John drove her over to the other part.

When he got there, he got out of the car and left her in the car. I asked him if he put on the brakes because the car was going to roll. He said it's fine but then the car slowly started moving. I told him to jump in and push on the brakes. He stood there and tried to push the brakes with the key. I kept yelling at him to jump in and push on the brakes. By this time the car was rolling fast. John finally started running after it but was too late to jump in. The car went up to a busy road then slowed down. I prayed that it wouldn't start rolling again but it did. Up and over the busy road and luckily wasn't hit then across the road where it hit a huge boulder and was facing down into a small revine.

The lady was now stuck and several people had to help to get her out. It caused damage to the car, to the lady, it was going to cost a lot of money and now several people had to be involved in getting her and the car out. And the farm tour (the fun) was immediatly over for everyone.

This made me think about when John is driving and we see police, instead of slamming on the brakes, he slowly slows down. I always tell him to slow down fast. What's the point of slowing down slowly?

Which made me think about:

When we are in a bad spot....a place we shouldn't be in....such as breaking the law or our life isn't in a good place, we need to quickly slam on the brakes and get out of that place. Not slowly slow down and risk getting into trouble or hurting someone else.

I know...random.

Leslie took these pictures the day of Leah's blessing. We sure love this little girl.

Thanks to Leslie for posting these on her blog so I could steal them from her. The kids had their faces painted at the farmer's market this summer. The lady was awesome. She whipped these out real quick. I have one of Jack I need to get on here soon that shows his awesome, blue, blue eyes.

The past is behind, LEARN FROM IT.

The future is ahead, PLAN FOR IT.

The present is here, LIVE IT.

-President Thomas S. Monson

Thomas and the Bakery

We made a deal with Thomas. There is a bakery down the road that is open every Friday. Thomas asks ALL THE TIME to go to this bakery. He asked every week all summer and well because my summer was the way it was, we never made it. Oops. That's not all we didn't do this summer. I deserve the worst mother of the summer award.

Anyway.....

Thomas also gets out of bed 4 billion times a night asking for us to come hold his hand. Midnight rolls around and Thomas will pop up again...asking again.

So we made a deal with him. We will hold his hand when he gets in bed but when we leave, he stays in bed and goes to sleep. If he makes it all week, we'll take him to the bakery on Friday. It has worked like a charm two weeks in a row now.

But the reason for this post is:

I was telling my mom about this and she said he needs a bear or something to hold and love when he sleeps. So I suggested this to him the other day and asked him what he would like to hold. He said he wants his Y. Lisa made him a Y with his name embroidered on it for his birthday from her twins.

Thomas said with a smile on his face:

"When someone puts love into something and you hold it, you can feel that love".

Wise words young man.

Thank you Lisa.