Things

I burnt my bread mixer/bosch. We had huge stacks of dishes (much like right this second--didn't we just do dishes???!!!) so many were on our stove. I know, you aren't supposed to do that in case accidents happen. Like turning on the wrong burner and burning two holes through the bottom of your bosch.

I tried to take it in stride, like Aunt Thelissa talked about Great-grandpa Wilford doing when she broke the same window in his truck three times in one summer (twice on the same day) and he didn't say anything. But it is hard to take it in stride when it is your bread mixer and you make bread weekly.

In other news, Eli is adorable and almost 100% potty trained. Awesome. I'll potty train boys any day over girls. Not that my girls are potty trained. Never mind.

Today I saw Eli walking (in his big boy suit) from nursery to primary. He glanced a me casually and said, "I going to singing time, Mom."

I wanted to cry. He's too big. He didn't even stop to hug me or anything. In our ward they have the kids who will be going to primary in January practice by going to singing time. I CANNOT believe Eli will be in primary next year. Waaa.

After church the nursery leader delivered Eli to me (I forgot him . . . again) and told me that he likes having Eli a little extra long because Eli is so funny. Today they were chatting about babies because his wife just had a baby (named Hazel). Brother Barnhill asked Eli if he liked his baby sister (yes) and what her name was (Ruth). Brother Barnhill said, "Her name is Ruth??" Eli started to laugh, "No, I joking. Her name Harriet." What a funny boy.

Eli demanded this afternoon that he talk to Isabel on the phone (Kami's little girl--she is one of Eli's very favorite people). Kami wasn't home when we called, but she called back and put Isabel on the phone. It is so hilarious when little kids try to sound like their moms. They did pretty well at sounding just like us. Isabel didn't stop talking the whole time and Eli periodically tried to break in by saying, "So . . .", "So . . .." Then he handed the phone to me and said, "I done. Bye, Isabel." Adorable.

I'm off to bed. With the dishes left undone. Shhh, don't tell my mom.