Our Little Sunbeam

Daniel gave his first talk in primary today. The topic was families, but the mic was too tempting for a three year old. Let's just say no words were uttered into the mic...just a bunch of noises that sounded really fun when they were projected thru a room of giggling primary children. Thank goodness Christian was the one helping him, because I was not able to control my laughter. He did manage to say "amen".

Hitting the Pavement

I am in the thick of my marathon training...19 miles yesterday and I'm looking at a 20 mile run this Saturday. Yesterday around mile 8 I heard tire screeching and turned around just in time to witness a three car accident. 10 feet slower and I would have been road kill.

It was awful. My heart goes out to those people. Somewhere between witnessing the accident, pulling my phone out to call 911, and helping people out of the cars I lost my gloves. Then I tried to help out by directing traffic, but I was fired by the cop over his intercom. That's ok, I wasn't doing a good job...I basically just stopped traffic in all directions. Be careful on the roads my fellow runners...and drivers.

Don't you think the shoes I posted are interesting? They are for barefoot running. When I ran the Deseret News marathon, there were actually two guys who ran it bare foot...without those nifty looking shoes. I can't imagine.

After the Cupcake

A Surprise Visit

Sister Pratt brought a ray of sunshine when she showed up at my door on Tuesday. Ok, she is no longer Sister Pratt. She now goes by Lisa or mom (depending on who is calling her), and is married, so her last name is even different, but she is still the same sweet lady who trained me in all my missionary ways eight years ago. But it didn't feel like it had been eight years since I'd last seen her.

I had such a wonderful time catching up and reminiscing. The mission was such a whirlwind experience...but so wonderful. It was so nice to remember. It did my soul good. I only wish I had taken a picture.

Loosing Our Senses: Correction

Dear Christian,

This is what I whispered in your ear...

Not "Hook 'em Horns!"

love,

Tara

Loosing Our Senses

Christian is now deaf. He has fluid build up behind his ear drum. The fluid should drain and his hearing return, but until then, we are getting a taste of what it is going to be like 40 years from now. I am yelling across the dinner table, prayers don't sound so reverent anymore, and texting Christian during the day is more efficient than calling.

This is what I whispered last night before drifting off to sleep. I'm sure you didn't hear me, but I wanted you to know...

It's Cold Again

It was cold today, so we played inside and learned about ants. Ants are amazing little critters. We made our own ant house (aka fort) and ate our ant lunch in it (lettuce and peaches).