The Spoon

Evie slept horribly one night. We couldn’t figure it out. She wasn’t stuffy and didn’t seem sick. We tried giving her a drink, and Tylenol, tucking her in, and changing her diaper. Nothing really worked. In the morning she still seemed bothered, She was pulling at her diaper area a bit, so I went to change her. And there was a spoon in her pajamas. A big metal spoon that had been bothering her all night long. I have no idea how the spoon got in her pajamas (either she did it, or one of her older brothers). She was so much happier without a spoon down her shirt.

Henry had a great time performing in Seussical. It was fun to watch him. He loves to sing and had a great time doing the play.

Joe and I went on a hike up to a local waterfall. We ditched the kids. It’s easier to hike four miles without children than one with children, especially if they don’t want to be there. And it gave us a lot of time to talk about how we want to raise our children, our religion, and the things that are important to us.

We went to a cool park and played outside in the leaves with the littles. My older kids aren’t into parks that much, and I will be super sad when I don’t have kids to take to the park anymore. It’s one of my favorite things to do.

And some random pictures. Starting to watch basketball games again, playing, and science fair project. The science fair project did not win any awards, but was still a fun project. It started as a question of what building methods work best for natural disaster (a great questions), and turned into destroying birdhouses with hammers.

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