Crib Climber

It is NOT a happy day at our home! The youngest, being only 20 months, has figured out how to climb out of his crib. Not good! I need to have the peace of mind knowing that he is sleeping safely in his crib at night...and for naps. He figured this out the night before last. Our solution was rocking him to sleep since we made at least 10 trips into his room to put him back in his crib. Yesterday at naptime, I also rocked him to sleep after 4 trips to put him back in the crib. The rocking took 10 minutes and then he slept for a half hour...sweet!! Super Nanny...apparently we need help!!

To My Family

I have been doing some thinking about events that happened on this day and I just want to tell my family that I'm so grateful for you...each one of you. Each of you are a blessing in my life!! Thanks for being the people that know how I feel and letting me talk about my feelings when needed and I hope that I've provided that same service for you.

As Hunter and I drove to St George, we were talking about the family I grew up in. That brought a conversation up about Tim. We talked about that day and how Hunter was told. His dad picked him up from Kindergarten Enrichment class he had two days a week. Jeff told Hunt he had some good news and bad news. I immediately knew the bad news, but wondered what good news Jeff could possibly tell Hunter...so I asked. The good news was that all the Lamoreauxs that live in town were over at our house.

Anyway, thanks for all of you and I love you!!!

PS...I enjoyed a couple of Jack in the Box tacos for dinner this evening.