"Your blog's so boring these days." That is what Andrew just said to me. On the phone, because he's gone again. Of course, you knew that because, hello...I'm blogging. He's right, though. My blog is pretty boring. Sorry. My life, however, is not. Eva turned 3 last week, we took a little family trip to the Oregon coast (see above picture), and we've been busy enjoying Andrew being home. For 20 days straight! That was a record, I think.
One thing that is strange is when I see people/talk to relatives on the phone and they ask how I'm feeling. Every single time without fail, it takes me a few seconds to realize they are referring to my "condition." Why is it that I momentarily forget - all the time - that I am pregnant?
Eva put a hair elastic around her wrist after we had put her to bed the other night. She woke up with a very swollen hand and I freaked out. Thankfully, she was fine and the swelling was gone by the next day. I was grateful she didn't put anything around her neck.
I am almost finished with my Personal Progress for the second time around, as a leader. I am so excited to get my new (silver!!) medallion before we move in May. I have been working so hard and trying to get it all done, and it's way better the second time around. I am so going to miss being in the Young Women's program.
Leighton is impossible to discipline. He thinks any stern talk is a game and starts laughing. Which makes it really hard for me not to laugh. I just don't know what to do with him. He's too cute for his own good.
That's all. Boring, yes, but at least it's something new for Andrew to look at.