I'm grateful for the faithful home you presided over that raised my husband, for your faith and service in the church, for all the fun conversations we've had, for accepting me into the family and loving me as I am. Thank you for having fun with your grandkids and providing opportunities for all of us to get together and stay united as a family. Hope you have a good birthday! Can't wait for July!
I'm grateful for the faithful home you presided over that raised my husband, for your faith and service in the church, for all the fun conversations we've had, for accepting me into the family and loving me as I am. Thank you for having fun with your grandkids and providing opportunities for all of us to get together and stay united as a family. Hope you have a good birthday! Can't wait for July!
The German landscape is amazing, I hope we get a chance to explore it for real sometime. Oh, and its finally Spring here (I think!) and so we're going to see about doing a bike ride today.
Well, thats our trip! Hope it wasn't too boring! I can sigh relief that its all documented now, and you can sigh relief that I'm done sharing it!
Thanks for the great report. We love to see the pictures, hear about the kids, and follow you in your adventures. Thanks so much for keeping us informed.
dad
Thanks for sharing the pictures and the entries. It's so cool that you can journal for all of us to read and for posterity.
By the way, who's moving to Boise? That's where we live. It's wonderful here. Call us.
Docena
On our way to Amsterdam we stopped at a gas station for lunch. It was quite good. The hot dog buns are brilliant, they're a roll of bread with a hole/tube for the hot dog. When we arrived in Amsterdam we parked in a garage and grabbed a free book/map they had there which was very appreciated. Then we found our way to the Anne Frank House. On the way we noticed all the bikes and people biking. And the canals on every street wtih little boats lining them. The buildings are cool and overall the place has a really unique and charming atmosphere.
We decided to switch off with the Anne Frank museum since Paisley was asleep in the stroller. So I ended up taking Cado through. I had been concerned when we first thought of going here before the trip, of how we would deal with Cado. For those who don't know, Cado is very sensitive, observant, and doesn't miss anything, especially when it involves things that children his age shouldn't know about or worry about. He can hear the word blood from miles away. And he has to know and understand everything and asks "Why?" about a million times a day. So I had tried to research online about the museum and it looked like maybe the horror of the Nazis and WWII wouldn't be obvious and it could just be like going through an old house. But somehow I didn't think to ask at the desk, and in any case it would have been impossible without an hour of crying to prevent him from going in. But I didn't want to be the one to have to deal with it, and somehow I forgot that too and so he ended up coming with me. Part of the reason why I didn't want him to go with me is because I wanted to really be able to enjoy and think and read and not be worrying about him or rushing through. But thats what happened. It was still cool to be there though. I'm glad we did it. My poor, sweet Cado though. At first it looked like it would be okay, I just told him it was an old house that someone lived in, but he isn't satisfied with partial understanding, he has to know everything. So he asked more and more questions, and then he caught a glimpse of a video that showed the Nazis and it was over from there. "Who are they?" "What are they doing?" "Where are the people who used to live here?" "How did they die?" "But why?" He was still doing okay, but getting more concerned. And then at the end it all the sudden came down on him and he started balling.
After that we started walking toward the center of the city. On the way Cado spotted "a treasure," a teardrop shaped piece of translucent plastic with a hole in it (still have no idea what it was). He said it was a crystal and he had to have it. We said No, Cado, not everything is a treasure, some things are just trash and we don't know where that's been or what it is, etc. Thus began a 1/2 hour of the most devastated crying, pleading and "why"-ing. Its hard for me, I normally end up feeling very worn down by that and just start thinking, whatever! fine! just have the piece of trash. It can't be that bad, not as bad as hearing his heart break because he can't have it! We said a prayer with him and Spencer tried to make him one out of paper. As soon as he handed it to him, it blew away, which began wave two of the crisis. I'm so grateful my husband can keep his head on straight when Cado is having a meltdown, because it is very hard for me. I either give in or get mad! I don't even remember how it resolved, but it did. It was definitely partly due to lack of sleep, overtiredness, and his emotions alredy being stretched.
The rest of the night was great. There was a fair wtih rides, games and food going on in the center and it was a blast. We watched a man do Chinese juggling and make comedy at the same time. An old man who appeared to be at least partially senile walked by right in front of him, while he was swinging this thing around, and the guy said, "Hello there. The he looked at him walking away and said, "Excuse my father. I told him to stay at home . .." It was funny. Maybe you had to be there. We rode the ferris wheel and Cado played a game and the kids danced to the music.
We then went to our hotel, which was AWESOME! The Holiday Inn in Leiden (about a half hr out of Amsterdam) was a breath of fresh American air! It had a pool and a huge restaurant in the center (not that we ate there it was 17 euro for breakfast), and a playground, and a big room with two queen beds, a bath/shower, etc. It was nice, and it cost nice too.
Join us in Keukenhof in Kinderdijk next!
Harmony, you missed the parrots that we walked by that copied your laugh. That was awesome!
Thanks for your comment on my blog! Its nice to hear word from you! I like getting updates on family, so I appreciate that I've heard about Micah. I'm glad he is well. Feel free to write an update on roundbook of your family's goings-on! And by the way, you can decide who you want to be connected to, like you can remove my Dad's side of the family or the Roundy's, etc. and just have it be family (and friends) who are part of your family. You can create new groups, etc. And you can put friends and family email addresses into the invite function and ask them to connect to you.
Ha, Ha! Do you really think I would give up such anticipated news so easily!
So, sorry to divert from my travel tales, but today we found out the gender of our baby who is due in mid-September.

she's cuter than that!

do to you? D'you have a baby in your belly? O-oh! (a happy singing oh) Did we check the baby today!", "she check my mommy have "belly" inside." (sometimes she mixes belly and baby)It was fun to see the baby moving around. I am now feeling the movements stronger each day, in fact, as if in response to saying that, SHE is kicking my lower abdomen with the most force I've felt yet! Its taken longer to feel the movements because the placenta is in the front and acts like a cushion. Just like we saw with our other kids' ultrasounds her nose stands out for being adorable.
I have to admit I feel more surprised then I would have if it had been a boy, and the idea is taking some mental adjusting. Before we found out my thoughts ran thus: I picture having a boy next, or in general having more boys than girls, I think I pictured boy,girl,boy,boy,girl,boy or something along those lines (that is if we have 4-6 kids, who knows). It's not that I felt I was carrying a boy whereas with Cado and Paisley I had more of a feeling (and in both cases was right!). But I began to think, that thought has no foundation, its just what I imagine and my imagination has nothing to do with reality! I also started thinking how probable is it that my friend Jennie who has the identical family to us right now and is having a boy in July, and I, could end up with 3 exact matches; it seems unlikely (though for any mathematically inclined people (spencer), I'm sure this doesn't hold up at all). And I thought it's probably going to be a girl just because I don't expect it to be.
I am excited, but the idea of a second girl is strange to me, in a way I didn't anticipate. I feel a strange sadness for Paisley, which I'm sure most of you women with sisters can tell me is unfounded and that having a sister is wonderful. Most of my childhood I wanted a sister soooo bad. I even cried when I was 7 and Jeffrey was born, though of course I got over it and thought he was the cutest, funnest thing since, well, Josh! But I gradually grew out of my desire for a sister, I think only now I am fully conscious of that when I think of this new and unfamiliar dynamic. It's just hitting me that I eventually decided not having a sister was great. I feel like I have a different relationship with my parents and even with myself and girlfriends than I would have had I had a sister. I imagine there would be jealousy and comparing and competition, and I'm glad I was spared that. I'm not the girl with the prettier, smarter, etc. sister, I'm just Harmony. And Paisley and I have always had such a special bond, she's "my girl" and now she'll be one of my girls. I don't want our closeness to change, but I don't want to not have that same closeness with the other girl. It's just unknown territory in so many ways!And I also feel a strange feeling of loss about having a third child, which doesn't make sense mathematically either! (but then math was never my best subject.) I feel like, things are good how they are, we've got two beautiful and unique children who have a bond of their own, and I'm certainly challenged enough as a mother. For one thing, I don't feel qualified to handle the responsibility and patience required with an additional child (and especially here where things are more difficult anyway). Another thing is a feeling of having my attention being divided between three instead of two, which means less attention (or a loss, hey maybe this can work mathematically) for the two. Also there's the strain on travel and other ease of doing things, and strain on money, time, energy, etc. which add up to some losses. I don't need a lecture on how wonderful it will be and all of the blessings and joys, (though here I am opening myself up for such things and for judgment) I do know those things will happen, and I do feel blessed that I can bring children into the world, nevertheless these feelings are there and real and I think its better to confront them and try to deal with them now so I won't be blindsighted if any of them are founded. The truth is I'm lacking in many necessary mother skills, like patience and unselfishness, and time management, and sweetness, kindness, wisdom, order, proper motivating (discipline/reward). I have a lot to work on and its overwhelming at times. Though I think these feelings are cyclical and just a couple weeks ago I was feeling pretty good about my mothering.
So, I guess I probably should have just lied and said, "I'm soooo excited to be having a third child and a second girl! I can't wait! It's going to be so awesome, etc." I wonder if my emotional honesty ends up giving the impression that I'm a whiner and pessimist, and maybe I am! But I hope my joy, gratitude and positivity comes through at times also.
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Being the mathematician I am, I put together multiple formulas, adding and subtracting numbers, determining variables based on cosines, etc. and was quite sure there was a 50% chance we'd be having another boy and a 50% chance we'd be having another girl, so it was no surprise to me when we found out we were having one of those.
(the smiley wink implies sarcasm).Cado is really taking to the role of big brother who looks after everyone. Today he was making a list of things we'll need for the baby (crib, etc.). Paisley is crazier every day, her personality is exploding.
I really relate to you (Harmony) on not being ready for another kid, for my own weaknesses and inabilities. But that doesn't change how excited I am or my confidence that together we'll stay a beautiful and strong family. Our kids are very fortunate to have you as such a dedicated mother.
Now what storage box did we put the girl baby clothes in?
Harmony as I read your blog your thoughts about the strange feeling you are having about having a second girl is something I have been feeling lately too. As you know I have two sisters, and having sisters especially one so close in age has been one of the best things in my life. So much so that it has been my wish, and we are trying now to have another child so that Amelia could experience it as well. However, even though I am not even pregnant yet, much less with a boy or girl, I keep having this feeling that maybe I don't want another girl. That it would take away from my relationship with Amelia. But then I remind myself of the amazing blessing that Christin and Lauren have been in my life. Christin lives right down the street and she has been there for every important moment in my life. She was the person I told my secrets too, I looked up too, I shared everything with. Of course I love my brother too, but there is something so wonderful about having sisters to share my life with. So I remind myself a sister would be a gift to Amelia even if I have a strange sense of doubt now.
Honestly? I wish I had MILLION sisters! I have NEVER been jealous of, or comparing with my sisters. They have only been the greatest blessing in my life. For that reason alone, I want as many girls as Heavenly Father will let me have (and I don't even have ANY!).
I truly believe that women need women more than men need men. My sister is the best friend I will ever have and I love her as much as my children, only in a different way.
So, three cheers for sisters! You are going to have a BLAST! (plus, you can put all of Paisley's adorable clothes to good use...it really is more economical having the same gender back-to-back.)
Congrats to ALL of you. You rock Harm! Now when am I going to join you??? I hope soon.

Just in case I didn't make it clear. I'm really very excited to be having another girl!
Well, I am excited you are having another girl - surprised but excited. I've been wrong every time. Think of it this way: Boys leave home and take care of their wives and family. Most girls still want to be near their mothers - well in most cases. So, you will have joy in your posterity now and when you are a grandma. And Harmony, you have enough love to go around. Your children may get on your nerves at times, but it is very obvious that you love them because you find such joy in every little thing that your children do and say. A big congratulations!
Congrats on your news! Marissa is sitting here next to me and she suggests the name Sephora. We have the cutest little French girl in our neighborhood with that name. She's a doll. Kado may be a little sad at the moment for the news to be a boy, but he sure will love and protect those two little sisters. He'll be a great big brother. And who knows, maybe #4 will be a boy, and #5 be another boy.
Glad to hear news of you and the family.
Okay, so we started Thurs 24th with a drive into the GRUND. Which if I didn't explain before is this huge canyon type thing in the middle of the city which has sort of castle or fort walls built into the natural stone walls and is crossed by huge bridges, and is very cool. We got some patisseries and walked out onto one of the Grund walls to eat them. I always feel like I could eat more pastries, lots more! So its a good thing our budget won't allow it, its the only thing stopping me! Then we walked along the walls and "turrets" (does that work?). The kids loved it. There was lots of talk of Kings, Princes, and castles from Cado with Paisley following along. We had lots of fun exploring.
Paisley rode on Daddy's shoulders for quite a long time, (yay for Dads!) and sang most of the time. She just sings everything and anything that pops into her head. Sometimes its like a narration of whats going on, sometimes its just made up or nonsense, but its always the sweetest, cutest thing! And she doesn't seem to get shy about it when she knows your paying attention. And sometimes its just silly and crazy. She has such a unique and sweet talking and singing voice, which others have actually remarked on quite often. And she is so exaggerated with her facial expressions. She can have the sweetest most angelic face, or be goofy and zany, or pull angry faces. She uses her whole face to say words. And she often does this eye wink when she's intense about something.
Cado was jumping from wall to wall (the highest may have been 10 ft off the ground?) on one of the fort looking places, and some ladies walking by got really scared and kindly alerted me to what Cado was doing. I felt like a bad mom because the truth is I was well aware of it, but its Cado! They said, "Il n'a pas peur?" I said,"non, rien!" (he isn't scared? no not at all.) The drive to Brussels is not far, but oh so far with two difficult kids. That was one of the worst drives for some reason, and it shot my nerves. When we arrived in Brussels I felt out of sorts and when I eventually let out what was eating at me the tears came too. Cado being the sensitive boy he is when told by Daddy why Mommy was sad, quickly apologized and gave me a hug. And then said, "Are you happy now?" He doesn't like things to be unhappy. He is always very concerned if there's ever any tension or strife, and even if Spencer and I are having a political discussion or something we're speaking passionately about, he says, "Don't fight you guys." And sometimes says, "Jesus doesn't want us to fight." etc. He often asks Paisley in the morning or after she's been sad, "Are you happy?"

Then we saw the Mannekin Pis which is a laughable landmark of Brussels. Its this ridiculously famous peeing boy waterfountain. The boy is only a couple of feet tall. See Cado's picture for his reaction. He was cute. Then we ate GAUFRES. Mmmmm, so fabulous. And Cado ran around the Grand Place square. He was either a racecar driver or a racecar. He was talking about the race and very intense as he ran in circles and eventually got Dad to join him. Then we bought Daddy his birthday present of Galler chocolate. The kids had been very concerned and confused as to why on Daddy's bday he didn't get any presents.
Then we went to the Cinquentenairre monument. Cado enjoyed playing in the flowers and Spring seemed to be in full bloom on the trees and in the gardens of the park surrounding it. After that we headed to our hotel and upon walking in were surprised at the upscale looking interior. I had to take a picture. I was like, are you sure this is our hotel? It was really nice looking in our room too and our bathroom, but there was only one bed. And no cots. So we set up the quilted cover on the floor for them with their blankets. Stay tuned for the end of Brussels and our experiences in Holland coming up next!
So, for those interested in my eye ulcer:
On Sunday night my eyes started burning pretty bad and were really red. I try to wear my contacts very little because often when I do I get really red eyes, sometimes they hurt and sometimes they just look like they do, but they always get dry. So, I went to take out the contacts, rinse the eyes, take off the makeup. Well, the burning continued and then to my shock it started to feel like an object was in my eye, remarkably similar to how it felt before wtih the ulcer. I kept telling myself it couldn't be and I just needed to sleep, but it grew worse and worse until I reluctantly had to admit that this felt exactly like an eye ulcer. I looked and the old one is still completely healed, so it must be a new one, which seemed strange to me. I luckily have medicine left over and started putting it on every time the pain woke me up. When it became past denial that I had an eye ulcer again I started to cry and told Spencer early in the morning about it. I was so worried that it would mean we wouldn't be able to go on our trip. I prayed my heart out that we could still go and that my eye could be healed. I asked Spencer for a blessing. He called our friend Brent Cowan and he came over before work and with Spencer gave me a blessing and asked that I could be healed. I was hoping to open my eyes and have it be gone and not even have to go to the dr. Well, that wasn't the case. I did go to the Dr. (who was surprised to see me again with the same problem and told me he had never seen that happen before and couldn't explain it and asked in jest, "do you like to do things differently than everyone else?") and in my mind I kept thinking why? why can't I just be healed? I'm trying to have faith, do I not have enough? etc. I kept praying to have faith and understand. Well, Brent's wife, my good friend Jennie (who I assume you are pretty familiar with by now) called and offered to take the kids off my hands for the day. I accepted, and when they left I took a good long, undisturbed nap. When I woke up, the eye ulcer was all but gone! Last time my recovery was remarkable, this time I have to say it was miraculous! I am so grateful for the priesthood and for prayer and for God, who is real, who is my Father and the Father of every person on earth, who loves us and cares about us individually, despite how incomprehensible it is. I know its true. By Tuesday morning I hardly felt a thing. And by the evening it was completely gone. I'm not sure whether to continue the medicine or not since it feels completely healed, though last time I took it for weeks.
Okay, so back to Strasbourg. Its a really neat city with canals and bridges and buildings on the water. The style of buildlings is unique and very old. The area is called Alsace, and its been influenced by German and French culture, but they speak French and are part of France now. The main cathedral is amazing. Its dripping with ornamentation and is red sandstone and huge. We enjoyed walking around and eating the food. The lighting was probably the worst for pictures most of the day, with a sky completely covered in fog but bright white. We ate Flamekeuche or Tarte Flambe which I failed to photograph, sorry and yummy sauerkraut and sausages. And of course more pastries which is what Spencer said he wanted for his birthday treat. he got Millefeiulles, cado got an eclair, paisley an apple filled donut and I got a chausson pomme I think, from Paul bakery, soooo good.
(Spencer...there's still time) He is always giving me flowers and telling me I'm pretty/beautiful. I told him he'll make an excellent husband because he's already figured that out. As soon as we were out of the car in Strasbourg Paisley fell and cut herself and immediately cried, "I wanna go home." But she was tough and recovered quickly even without a bandaid. The kids had fun playing hide and seek in the square where we ate lunch. They were cute at lunch, Paisley with the chalkboard menu and Cado having his own menu and trying to order like a big person "do you have meat? yes, I'll have that" (and pointing at the menu). There were several families of ducks which is so cute. The mommy and daddy stay together and the chicks were adorable, the kids loved that. Cado loves street performers and they both always want to stop and dance, and Cado wants to have his own change so he can put it in their hats/buckets. They also love chasing birds and they always say, "Raaar!" to scare them away.
Stay tuned for more!
So, we're back from a jam-packed 5 day adventure which took us from here to Strasbourg, France to Luxembourg, to Brussels, Belgium, and to Amsterdam, Holland. We left Tuesday night and got back Sunday night. Yesterday Cado had a fever of 102, and slept practically all day. I think it was a result of not sleeping near enough on our trip and all of the driving or stress involved or something. He had no other symptoms and was fine by the evening. Today Spencer is in London, and tomorrow we find out the gender of this baby inside me! I really ought to be doing some serious cleaning, unpacking, laundry and grocery getting, but I feel very unmotivated. So here is the first installment, I'm going to reward myself with further posts after I do some work!
General info on the trip: Besides the times when the kids drove me crazy, even to tears sometimes in the car with their screaming, fighting and Cado's incessant, "Are we there yet? When will we be there? Why are we not there? When can I get out? I want to get out!" in the most whiny voice imaginable, the trip was great and I'm super glad we did it!
Cado was funny trying to understand where we were. He asked pretty much every day questions like, "Are we in Switzerland? Is this our home? Where are we? Why are we in a hotel? " When we got back and Cado woke up yesterday morning in his house he said,"Is this Switzerland?" I asked him if it looked like a hotel or our house and he figured it out from there. He was anxious every day to get out of the hotel which we did usually by 9 a.m. ish. But he would constantly say, "I want to go outside! when can I go outside? lets go!"
I wish we did better research on the history of places and also had a better idea of what we're going to do and mapped it out. And when the kids were at their worst in the car I kept imagining a third child stuffed in the middle and I said, I think this third one may be the end of our travels! Hopefully thats not the case and our kids get better and we get better at this car travel stuff. I think partly they're out of practice. They seemed to do worse on the short drives 2-4 hrs. than on the long 9 hr. drive home. Let's just say I've had enough of screaming and whining and my left arm is seriously chaffed from twisting around much more often than I like to recall.
So now that the worst of it is out of the way you can enjoy the story of the rest of our trip as I will post each day seperately with its pictures. I think the kids are happy to be home. Cado asked on the way home if he could have Hunter and Drew come over to play and show his new shoes to, and yesterday Paisley occupied herself all day with toys and things in the house while Cado was sick. So, hopefully we'll recover from the trip soon and have some friends over!
oh, we have very few bugs in our house. Its hilarious the way Cado can pretend and be so dramatic about something fictional. In fact, up for a few months we hadn't even seen a spider. We had a lot of bugs in Corona though - that's where the killing bugs is.
Oh, and FYI - they were dancing to the Barbie Nutcracker DVD
B IS FOR BERN AND BERN IS FOR BEARS
We've wanted to go to the temple ever since being here obviously, but it hasn't worked out for so many valid reasons! But Saturday it worked! It required so much preparation! We took the kids with us so we had to think of all that they'd need to stay busy while we took turns in the temple, and we had to
By the way, for those of you wondering, my tummy has popped out now!
(so the baby announced its presence today at church.)
The next week I started alphabet weeks, with A. On Monday I didn't know what to do, but Cado kept talking about making a rocket and I'd been meaning to build one with Ikea boxes forever, so I tried to figure out how it had to do with A, and I realized, Astronaut! So we built a rocket. The next day we made an Apple Tart, and on Wednesday we looked for Art at the library and in the city. I don't think we kept it going all week, but this idea (from Gma Roundy) helps me have a starting point from which to think of things to do with the kids and be learning at the same time. It helps me be more focused as a mother, as does the new chore chart program.
We had the missionaries over for dinner on Thursday. I was busy cleaning and preparing stuff, so that I could go hang out for awhile in the nice weather with Alma at a park near her. I left a pot of pinto beans "simmering" on the stove. When I walked into the apartment building I smelled an awful smokey, burning smell and instantly knew where it was coming from. I rushed upstairs and opened my door upon which smoke burst forth into my face. I ran to the pot and discovered the problem, the dial was at 6 in a range of 1-6. I hadn't been simmering, but boiling. Minutes after this discovery the missionaries called to see if we were still set for the night. After stumbling upon my words, slightly explainging the story, I decided it was okay with me, if it was with them. The meal was fine without the beans, but the apartment still doesn't smell quite right!
Alma called to invite us over for egg decorating that night, which we excitedly accepted. I'm glad other people had parties and plans that we got invited to! It was fun. At one point all us adults were at the table and we heard a cry. someone thought it was Paisley but I didn't think so, then we looked to where little Evan had been laying and he was gone. We ran to discover that Cado had carried him across the kitchen and had tripped and dropped him. We were all shaken and startled and talked to Cado as calmly as we could. He really loves babies and is very sweet with them, (and they love him too) he just really thought he was big enough to do it!
The next day (Saturday), we made Easter baskets, went shopping for Easter stuff (the kids hung out with Dad in the sort of mall thing, while i shopped) and then rented "Mr. Magoriums wonder emporium." we liked it. It started getting colder and snowed a bit this day.
Sunday Cado woke up very excited to find the things the Easter bunny had hidden around the house. Once we got Paisley and Daddy to get up we went looking for the baskets and candy and juice boxes that were hidden in the house. Then I made a symbolic breakfast of popovers (rises) and fruit (first fruits of them that slept) and grape juice. After that we had our Easter morning devotional. We sang some songs, read some scriptures and the testimony of Jesus Christ by the first presidency, and then we watched "The Lamb of God." I had made some monkey bread the day before so I wrapped that up and we took some to two of our neighbors, to one we just attached a simple scripture and to the other I printed out the Ensign's testimony of Jesus that has pictures with it. Then we drove to church, which is new, because we were going to the Hillsbergs after who live outside of Geneva and in the snowy foothills. Dinner at their house was really nice and fun. They are actually moving to Paris soon, he's a diplomat and they only stay in one place for two years. I felt how strange it is to be here in such a temporary and yet permanent way. Two years is long and short. The weather is crazy here. It was sunny and warm just last week and now that Spring is official its gone totally wintry. For the first time since being here this winter Geneva has snow that is sticking to roofs, cars, bushes and even grass. Hopefully we'll make some use of it and build a snowman or something.
It sounds like a wonderful Easter! I just have to tell you I love the idea of alphabet weeks!! Such a smart way to come up with fun activities that are full of learning.
We drove to Idaho for the weekend and had great fun, and great food with our great family. Now we are having a great week at the MTC. Monday night at 9:30 p.m. we went to the MTC to say good night to all our missionaries. I go to the Sister's residence hall and dad goes to the Elder's residence hall. Tuesday night we went to the Devotional. The speaker was Elder W. Douglas Shumway of the Seventy and his wife, Dixie. We then spent an hour with District C, discussing and bearing testimony of principles that were taught in the Devotional. Then we had an hour and a half training session for preparation for tonight's meeting with the new district of 10 missionaries that will report to the MTC today. There will be 4 new Sisters because 4 Sisters left this week. The MTC is an exciting place to serve. The missionaries are awesome. The spirit is very strong and the work is true.
I'm trying to figure out how to download pictures from your site...can you help? Thanks for taking such great pictures of our kids also!!
That's actually how you can save any picture off the Internet to your computer.
Of note - Harmony doesn't usually upload the full quality pictures because it takes too long. Therefore, if you want pictures to print out - just put a comment on the pictures like "hey I want this...". Then Harmony will send them too you via email.
Hope that all helps.
and CONGRATULATIONS! Another girl??? crazy!

I am over the first trimester stuff, YAY! but have been experiencing a lot of lower back pain and general soreness and achiness whenever I do anything active which makes me feel really bad about the state of my body! But the lower back aching may be increased by the fact that I have a tilted or tipped or retroflexive uterus, which means that my uterus is slightly behind the cervix instead of above it. It should move into correct position soon, but I am consulting my doctor and making sure that it does.
When our neighbor came over tonight to borrow our blow dryer Cado said, "do you want to see our baby?" The neighbor doesn't know anything about us, so he assumed it was there, outside my tummy, so he asked, "is it a boy or girl?" And Cado said, "Oh, we don't know yet." It was cute. He's excited. He gives my belly kisses and asks about it sometimes.
The neighbor borrowed your hair dryer again?!? What's the excuse this time :) Can't wait for "Roger"'s friend to get here!
Docena






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Harmony- thanks for the nice pictures and always your thoughtfulness. Thanks Docena and Mom- It's nice to be remembered even if I'm trying to forget my age. Mom and I had a fun trip with some work and some nice hiking. Now we look forward to a great time to have Darrell home and see many of you. We are very blessed and will miss Harmony, Spencer, Caditos-schmeditos and Pasley but are anxious to see everyone in May-July.
love, dad