Sunday, Sunday. Sharks. And Other Things.

We go to church most Sundays.  Church is three hours.  Three hours can be a long time.  Three hours can be a VERY long time with a restless toddler.  Stella is so great about sitting quietly, most of the time. She is five, so she certainly has her moments, but, generally speaking, she is well behaved.  I have often heard myself refer to Ruby as a handful, but, really, she just keeps us on our toes.  We are constantly on high alert with this little one.    She is very curious, and just likes to go, go, go.  The entirety of Sacrament meeting consists of Ruby climbing all over me and Glenn, occasionally taking breaks to flirt with the little old ladies sitting right behind us.  Oh, and once in a while she will really harass Stella.  Generally, Glenn and I can never keep a straight face through this last meeting.  I wonder what our little bench looks like to an outsider.
Stella, meanwhile is obsessed with sharks.  She recently got a shark book, and when she is not actively reading said book, she is comparing the sharks to try and figure out which shark has the most advantage in the water, or which one she would most like to be.  I remember when Stella really wanted to be a pink pony when she grew up.  Her best friend Jake wanted to be a police dog.  Those two were quite the pair.
It won't be long before I really miss these days, despite the seeming constant chaos, and serious lack of sleep.  Until then, I will eat up every minute of it.  These two are my loves.  They are my reason for getting up every day.  They remind me what it is to fall in love over and over again.  And they are proof that there is more to this life than a mere temporal existence.  They have their own individual, spectacular personalities, that I never thought I could love so very much.
This Friday Glenn and I will celebrate 10 years of marriage.  I married my very best friend.  I married the sweetest husband and father on the planet.  I love this man more than anything in the world.  I cannot imagine my life without him.  And I will always love him for giving me Stella and Ruby.

Pajamas & Ice Cream

We are really enjoying living in Ogden. There are some interesting places to eat. The older homes in town really add some cool character. It also doesn't hurt that we are right up against the Mountains. After a day full of play dates, shopping and down time, we bundled up the girls in pajamas, coats and hats, and went out for ice cream in 30 degree weather. Yum! Thank you and good night...

Sunny Days..... And Updates

 Time flies.  Stella will be six in July.  Ruby is almost 17 months.  Stella lost her first tooth.  Ruby is getting her 15th and 16th teeth in now.

Stella is my helper.  She is so great with Ruby.  She can pick up Ruby and carry her around (quite impressive since Ru is half Stella's weight).  Stella still LOVES school, but is also looking forward to all of the fun things we have planned this summer.  She is finishing up her first season of soccer, and she had so much fun.  She gets to do gymnastics this summer, and will start up soccer again in the fall.  She still asks when we are moving back to California so she can be near her friends - Jake, Tori, and Drew.  She is our sensitive girl, whose emotions run deep.  Don't know what I would do without this beautiful spirit around our house.

Ruby loves playing with her belly button in the bath tub, and generally pushing all of our buttons (preferably all at the same time).  She runs everywhere.  She likes to make herself heard by anyone within a 3 mile radius.  Her hair has a personality all its' own, and she is almost always smiling and showing off those beautiful little teeth.  She sings all the time.  She is always babbling - there are distinctly different babbles for each request and exclamation (Stella refers to this as Baby British - not sure how she came up with that one).  She does not like to sit still, unless reading books.  She has the most beautiful laugh, and usually keeps the three of us in stitches.