We had a very busy weekend. Saturday, I put the kids in hourly care on Post for a couple of hours so I could help a friend of mine move. It was fun being kid free, even if I was moving. They invited us over to dinner that night in their new place as a reward for helping them get everything moved in. The kids had fun running around the new place. Though, I must say, the next house we get, if I have any control over the matter, I want it to be ONE level. I will accept a basement, but I want the bedrooms and main living spaces on one floor. I am so sick of stairs. I thought I'd always love having stairs. They are a pain. I hate going up and down them 50 times a day. I don't clean up as well as I could because I have to walk up the stairs to put something away. (yes, I can be a little lazy) The kids could have all and I mean ALL the toys in their bedrooms, because it would be easy for them to get there and play while I'm in the kitchen or living room doing my thing. They won't go upstairs and play yet with me downstairs. This want for one level was brought to the surface again through this move. They moved into a 3 bed, one level apartment. Such a great floor plan and it was so easy for the kids to play, and us adults to keep track of them. ahh...someday...
I enjoyed watching
General Conference over the weekend. I always look forward to Conference weekend. It's so enjoyable to sit at home and listen to our church leaders instruct us, through the power of revelation and the Spirit, how to survive and live happily in these trying time of ours. I recorded all the sessions and watched them at my leisure. Leah even sat relatively still and quiet watching church on TV. I got the hint after she came over and turned off my sewing machine, that I needed to be more quiet and listen instead of working on all my projects. I love to work on stuff and listen to the messages at the same time. There were some amazing talks and I can't wait to read them again in a month when the new Ensign comes out.
One exciting thing that happened during conference...Leah and I were eating popcorn for our afternoon snack. Charlie was still down for his nap. I walked away to do something, and when I got back to Leah, she kept sticking her finger up her nose, over and over and kinda whimpering. I decided to see what she was whining about, normally I just ignore her when she acts like this. I lean her head back and look up her nose...to my horror, she had stuck a popcorn kernel up her nostril. My first thought was, "crap, now we have to go sit in the emergency room". I decided to try and get it out first. The wait at the emergency room is horrendous. I started walking upstairs for my tweezers and halfway up, I remembered I had a great pair of thin tweezers I use to thread my serger. I came back down, showed them to Leah and asked her to lay back. She was scared and kept jerking away from me. I calmly showed her what they were, that I was going to get the popcorn out of her nose then, I barely put the tweezers up her nose and moved them in a slow circle so she could feel that it wouldn't hurt her. After about a minute of finagling, I was able to grasp the stupid seed and pull it out. I almost took a picture and decided against it.
So we had a busy weekend, it could have been worse, but thanks to my serger...we were able to spend the evening at home enjoying a good dinner and a warm bath.
