So this was last night, while I was posting (you can tell in the background), but I had to have a pic of ME with my little girl... Mer hogs her too much.
I'll say it every day... she's so sweet!We weren't awakened by the earthquake today, I was too busy actually getting some sleep. I drank some apple juice last night with dinner, not good. Peyton reacts the same way her grandpa does to apple juice, gassy. She wasn't too happy for most of the night. Poor thing! She has been sleeping the day away, just like a newborn should, but is so happy when she is awake. Hopefully tonight won't be a party for her.
Another answered prayer: my cough isn't that bad! I don't feel 100%, but at least I am not coughing! My testimony of prayer has been strengthened so much! I didn't ask Heavenly Father to take it away, I asked Him to help me with it so I could sleep, not hurt, and be a mother.
This is the playroom now. I got so sick of the girls, making a complete sty of the basement, that I packed away the majority of their toys, and moving a select few up to their room. Lynn was so dramatic about it. She was crying, "Say goodbye to the playroom Ash... Goodbye playroom! I love you!" Like Ash really cared... It has been nice and quiet down here ever since. This darn "Rose Petal Cottage"... I know, it was my idea... is too big to pack away anywhere! Santa will be so disappointed that it didn't last quite two months. All the toys that live downstairs now fit into two baskets , that's plenty!I got a funny phone call today from the hospital.
"Hi. Is this Mindy?"
"Yes."
"This is ______ from McKay-Dee Hospital. I see that you are expecting here pretty soon!"
(Tomorrow was my due date...)
"Uh, I actually had her a week ago..."
"Oh, sorry! Bye!"
That was the conversation... seriously...
