Happiness is...

I am sick.

I HATE being sick. (who actually likes it...that's a dumb sentence.)

But I don't think that I have been sick since I've had two children. Not like this.

And it's hard.

Hard to take care of the kids. My house is a WRECK and I feel like poo.

So yesterday, Scott was my knight in shining armor and came home to make dinner, do the dishes, start the wash, and gave me a bunch of daisies with the phrase,

"Daisies always make people happier."

What. A. Sweetheart.

I love it when he does little things like that.

I am still sick. And I still feel really yucky. But every time I look at the daisies sitting on my table, it does make my day happier.

Because I have a man who loves me and does everything he can to make me happy.



Go ahead and see if this picture doesn't make you happier. :)

Emily-ism #3

Here is a conversation that Emily and I had today:

Emily: "Mom, when I'm bigger I can drive the car! And you can sit in the front by me!"

Me: "Oh really?"

Emily: "Yeah! And Daddy can sit in the back by brother. But we have to move my carseat. Cuz when I'm bigger I won't fit. My bum will be too big to fit in the carseat. Just like yours."

Me: "Thanks, Emmy."

(I am trying to document all of the funny things she says, because someday she can read them and laugh at herself too. I hope. )

Emily-ism #2

Scott: "Emily, you're beautiful!"

Emily: "No, I'm not! I'm dangerous!"

Summer 2010 at Sand Hollow. She's probably eating something,
but looks somewhat pirate-y and "dangerous." Funny girl.