The End of a Dream

It is official. Earrings are not for me. My ear lobes are apparently too big for earrings. I had been trying to make it work for months and things were just not getting better. I finally needed Morgans help with the earrings one day and he told me the back of my ear was a big hole. So I grabbed a mirror and figured out how to look at my ear and discovered it was just not worth it.
So good-bye earrings.

Boom Chicca Rocca

During Family Home Evening Josh was running around with a lampshade on his head singing Boom Chicca Rocca. Once we got the camera out it changed a bit, but you'll get the picture.

An Email from Eli

Dear Mom,

I want you to not feel sick so you can feel good. For the baby in your tummy. After the baby gets out of your tummy you will be able to feel and our whole family will have to take care of it. And I want you to have a great day.

Eli and Morgan


(Aren't they sweet!)

I have the Best Husband

Today I am sick. This is the worst it has been all pregnancy. I woke up at 6am feeling sick, threw up before breakfast, and have proceeded to throw up all day long.

Morgan came home at 7:30 (after seminary) to pick up Shannon and saw me after puke number 2 and called into work and told them he wouldn't be in until noon. He sent me back to bed and I have alternated between sleeping, trying to eat, and throwing up. After attack #3 he called into work and canceled his whole day.

It has been so nice to not have to deal with the boys this crazy day. I told Morgan that if he had gone to work he would have come home to the house a mess, a movie on all day, and me trying to make it through. So I am just so thankful to have him here.