Smith Family: Under the Weather

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Under the Weather

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No, it's not a leaky faucet... not the snow melting off the roof...nor the rain falling (it actually did drizzle a little the other day though).

It's my nose. And it won't stop...

Ella was the first one sick, she would wake up coughing in the morning with her eyes glued shut, but she would improve as the day wore on. A friend told me it was croup, although it didn't seem too severe.

Now everyone -- including our normally "bullet-proof" Solei -- has got this barbaric bug. She didn't come downstairs for a whole day, and Sierra has cooped herself up pretty well too. Luckily, I have a good hubby who, even though he is a bit under the weather himself, offered to make the Saturday run to Sam's for me while I huddled under the covers in a semiconscious state.

I know we'll get over it, we always do. It just is a good reminder of the blessings of health we enjoy so frequently, and take for granted.

5 comments:

Liz said...: Feel better. We'll tuck you into our prayers tonight.; January 4, 2009 at 6:35 PM
Anonymous said...: im not surprised im sick.
the night before i felt that way,we had a party and i had like, more that 100 grams of sugar in like, 1 hour, and played with Ella; January 5, 2009 at 1:43 PM
Dan, Pam and Family said...: LOVE Solei's comment. Made me laugh.
Sorry to hear you have all been feeling yucky.
Head colds are the pits because they seem to hold on forever.
Hope you all have a speedy recovery.
Pam; January 6, 2009 at 5:17 PM
Anonymous said...: We hope you feel better. I think we have been on the brink here...but no one has come down with it yet. *fingers crossed*; January 7, 2009 at 6:43 PM
Sandy said...: Hope you are all feeling better!; January 9, 2009 at 5:31 PM

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The Mind of a Child...

When Solei was a toddler, she found some bark that was lying at the base of a tree and said in disgust, “Ooooooh! Tree poo-poo!”

When the girls were little, we were taking a walk with the dog who was bombarding Sierra with her friendly but slobbery kisses. Frustrated, our sweet little Sierra yelled out “NO KINA, I'M NOT YOUR ICE CREAM CONE!”

Telling Ella how to crawl, Caden explained “But I’m four, so I crawl standing up.”

I was sitting with Caden one day and I told him that the couch used to be a cow (it is leather), and I said (half jokingly) “did you know that cows turn into couches?” To which he replied, “No they don’t, they turn into pies!”

Watching the Tabernacle choir sing during conference, Solei (who was 8 yrs old at the time) said that they should sing “Do as I’m Doing” (with all the motions, I’m sure).

We put in an underground fence for the dog and Caden (age 5) saw us burying the wire. We then put up little white flags to mark where it was. A few days later he went outside and turned on the hose. When I saw him, I asked him to turn off the water. He looked at me questioningly and asked, “Until when? Until the fence grows?” He thought it needed watering!

Taron (2) looked at the varicose veins on grandmas legs and said, “owy... lightning!”

When Caden was 5, he would ask if he could go play with his friend in the morning, and I would sometimes reply, "No, it's too early". Well one day he finally asked me "can we not play on 'too early's? Can we play on 'one early'?"

Sierra told me one night that when she was little, she used to think the word “couch” came from the word “cow”, and that our couch had a cow inside (partially true since it is leather). She would try to sit down carefully so it would not run away. She thought the wood parts inside were it’s bones and the black pegs on the bottom were the feet.

Sometimes Taron (age 2) would find dog poop and say “Eew! Dog poop!” and then proceed to stomp on it as if it were a bug.

Caden (age 5) and I were talking about the sounds letters make and he asked if I knew what the sleepy letter was. I replied that I didn’t and he said, “It’s the Z... when you go to sleep then the Z’s come out of your head. And there’s a big round white thing too but it’s invisible. Maybe he had been reading too many comic books...

Sierra (age 8) made a Halloween card for her friend and wrote ENSTINE (meaning Einstein) on it, I thought it was an odd thing to put on a Halloween card so I asked if she knew who Einstein was and she said "Isn't he the guy who made Frankenstein?"

Caden (age 5) asked if it was a ghost who said the sacrament prayer because he couldn’t see anyone at the podium but he could hear the voice.

When Taron was 2 he would always respond to an “I love you” with “Much”.

Taron (3) woke up one morning, started to play and when I asked him if he wanted a pancake, he said, “Oh yeah, I was supposed to be hungry!”

Dad was singing “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam” and Taron said “Jesus likes sunbeans, they’re delicious!”

I was teaching Taron (5) how to read, and came upon the word "loose". I told him, "the two O's say "oo" and the E is silent. Slowly and deliberately, he sounded it out........"Loooosssilent".

Caden had been learning to tell time in school and was asking me about the big hand vs. the little hand on the clock. Apparently Taron was listening somewhat because he held up his right hand and asked "is this the big hand?"

Ella (4) came up to me with some of my reading glasses and said "Mom, when I put glasses on, I still don't know how to read!"

At a restaurant, Ella was impatiently waiting for her food and, looking for the waitress, she asked "when is the human coming back?"

One morning I said, "Ella, come look! There's a wild turkey in the backyard!"
Ella (excitedly): "Can we kill it?!?"
What kind of daughter am I raising???

Ella mistook another guy for Chris and was about to follow him to his car, but soon realized her mistake and said, "I was about to follow the 'not dad'".

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