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For the first time in twenty years I tucked my shirt into my skirt. I know this might not be huge record breaking news, but it's the first time that I've done it since 1980's. I held out-I backed off-I was a little chicken, but yesterday with my new stylin' pencil skirt and my old purple button up that I bought in France(don't worry it's still stylish) I did some mighty tucking. I liked it. I hope I pulled it off. Cory took a picture, but the lighting was terrible. My finger had a Knee-Jerk (maybe I should say knuckle) and I deleted that picture mighty fast. I tried to take one by myself, but well it didn't turn out so well. So I deleted that one too. I love digital cameras. I wish I would have had one on my mission. Can you believe just ten years ago we didn't really have digital cameras? I had a point and shoot that groaned everytime I took a picture. I actually just finished developing all the film from that old camera.

Our life has been full of excitement. Our lil Isaak has recently discovered the intense joy of throwing temper tantrums. I think of a talk from conference that said, "..deal with the matter directly and with all the strength you have. "Hold on they way" giving up is not an option. And without delay, turn to the Lord." Unfortunately I think Isaak must have heard the part about giving up is not an option because when we walked past a swing and wouldn't let him get in it he cried loud as can be for about ten minutes accompanied with his infamous ear piercing scream. So I'm learning great patience as I learn how to deal with his new tantrums. I really wish I had a manual for this guy.

Comments

jaredandgina said…
And the tantrums begin!! Seems him and Kai need to have a tantrum throwing party!! I almost wore a shirt tucked in to my squirt the other day but changed my mind but I can totally picture you with it and I am sure it was so cute!
DottieLou said…
you are so funny... who else gives that much thought to a tucked in shirt? I can attest to those ear piercing screams.... ouch.. but those smiles help you forget
Chelsie Brady said…
That is such a cute picture of Isaak. He's adorable, throwing a tantrum or not!
Megan said…
Oh my! He's getting so big! When you guys are all better, we need to get together. We can meet up somewhere or we can even hang out at my house...you choose :)
Megan said…
LOL...sorry, I was reading through all your old posts... I don't even know if any of you are sick anymore. So, either way, give me a call!

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