I've decided to have another baby. I mean, if I really want this blog to be entertaining I need a few little kids around full-time to give me good material. The mommy-bloggers have it made!
Here are a few nuggets from my recent Oma travels:
Hannah (6): Why is Chase getting baptized?
Mom: He wants to promise Heavenly Father that he'll obey the commandments, and H.F. promises that He'll always bless Chase.
Hannah: What does it mean to obey the commandments?
Mom: It means he'll try to be good.
Hannah: All the time? I'm just not ready for that.
We were playing that we were lost. Chelsea (2) was the big sister and I was the baby. Lucy was the bear. She roared and growled and we screamed and hid. Then the bear attacked and said to me, "I'm going to bite off your leg!"
I did a great imitation of a crying baby, and the sister comforted me, saying "It's all right. It won't even hurt. I have your pink bink in my pack-pack," and she stuck her pacifier in my mouth. (Remember that trick if you're ever being eaten by a bear.)
Lucy (4) looked at my feet and asked why I had little rocks stuck in them. I told her those were calluses. (I had just had a pedicure, too!) I said her feet were nice and soft because they were still new, and mine were getting pretty old. She suggested I go to the doctor and get some new ones. "He could just cut the hard ones off and put some soft ones on."
It's too bad that when I was a mom I didn't know how much fun I was having!