So this week, alone in the girls' room, tidying up after the off to school rush I noticed a torn-out-of-a-spiral- notebook-sheet-of- paper speared on to the nail holding up the Twilight Eclipse calendar. The girls are growing up too. Some one's New Year's resolutions were carefully listed on the paper. Read my scriptures every day. Exercise. My favorite was Be nice to everyone... I hoped that included me.
New Year's day I had to come out of denial and call the heater repairman..again... It actually felt warmer outside than in.
Caitlin and I were enjoying how the snow was sparkling in the sun.
Ben was born to wear that hat.
So I've been asking myself if I've grown too old to believe in New Year's resolutions. Maybe I'm just cynical about arbitrary dates in general, but I do believe in change. I live hoping that Ether 12:27.."then will I make weak things become strong unto them.." could hopefully, possibly apply to me. How about this one...my laundry has stayed in the laundry room for two or so months now, only emerging clean and folded. That's a positive change from the living room piles- in-waiting. Here's a peek at today's laundry status.
Caitlin entertained Buzz and Iron man this week.