Thankful for the Almost-Fours.

Donna Reed and Cap'n Humps-A-Lot

Man, I miss my husband. Those pictures below are killing me.

Other than that, I am thankful for the age Jooj is getting to--the age where she understands what I am saying, and where she is imagining and playing and things. I always envisioned doing all of these collaborative afternoons, where we created and discussed and I taught her things and she absorbed like a sponge and was ready for the BYU by third grade.

State school, here we come, because I am too freaking tired.

Luckily for me, she has a good imagination and will play and talk to herownself quite a bit lately. I catch her singing the Sunbeam song when she doesn't know I am around, and she is always doing magic spells ("Bobbitty Boo Boobitty Boo Turn You Into A __________!")

I am going to the temple tonight, so I am sure that I will have lots more to be thankful about when I get back!