Chani says (round 2)

The conversation on Sunday as we were walking to church.

Emery: Mom, is it fast Sunday? (It's hard to tell around here since I'm expecting and eat all the time)
Me: Nope
Chani: It's slow Sunday.

Emery the dad.....

Tonight at a BBQ with friends, Emery was eating his dessert while two older kids (8) were trying to play Guess Who. They were bickering, and Emery said, "You guys, stop arguing. That's not part of the game."

He also uses interesting criteria to pick his dessert. "Mom, this dessert has brown and pink and yellow. I want it because it's the most colorful."

Emery's preschool

This spring one of my preschool moms asked if I wanted to send Emery to a preschool at the high school for 4 weeks. I agreed, mostly because I knew it would be good for him to have some practice following instructions from someone besides me. I don't know that he learned anything at preschool, but he sure loved painting (every day) and snacks, and hanging out with high school kids. The last day they had a little ice cream party and his teacher handed out certificates. I was able to keep myself together until Emery realized we were there and came running over to us. He threw his arm around Chani and proudly exclaimed, "This is my sister Chani! Chani, isn't my school cool?" It was adorable and I was a wreck from there on out. I'm emotional anyways, but this pregnancy has been horrible. I can't keep my emotions in check. One of the high school boys told me that he's a senior and his mom cries like I was every day. I hope this passes before then, because I may not make it.

Here's the one photo I snapped. This is Emery, getting his certificate from the main teacher, Mrs. Bonham who he called Mrs. Bottom for most of the four weeks.

This week, after school ended, I made muffins for the high school kids in his class (40 of them for Monday) and then my friend made another 40 for the Tuesday class. It's no wonder when I asked Emery what the high school students names were he couldn't tell me any of them. He rotated through more than 70 kids in two days. They loved him, though. Most of them came over to tell me what a good kid he was, how funny he is, or they loved the stories he ALWAYS tells.

I just love this boy. I can't believe he's starting kindergarten soon, but I am so glad he is. He's excited and ready to start this phase of his life.

the boy quilt

I picked two distinct quilt patterns for this baby, and since we're having a surprise, I'm making two quilts. The boy quilt top is finished, I completed it yesterday. I'll take it to Idaho when we go this summer and my mom (and hopefully my sisters too) will help hand quilt it. The same goes for the girl quilt, but I haven't purchased fabric yet, because that's something I need help with, and I haven't had anyone to help me pick fabric yet. It was hard picking out this fabric, and I'm sure the shoppers at JoAnn's thought I was crazy when I was asking for their advice. This is the first quilt that I've pieced without my mom's help, and I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out.

I had a hard time getting a clear shot of the robots, but they are very crisp and bright in real life.

A close up of the piecing work. The pattern was very easy to follow.

Baby names

The other day the kids and I were driving home from dropping off Clint at work, and they were asking if we could name our baby after my friend's little boy, Jesse. I told them that Jesse wasn't on the list of names that we have. Emery asked what we were going to name the baby. I quickly replied, "Bob" and was shouted at by both kids, "No, not Bob. We don't like that name. Not Bob!" So, I then said, "bocephus" which was a name my nephew really wanted me to use when we were expecting Emery. It was a big joke in the family. Emery said, "Mom, I'm not sure what that means." Then I said, "What about Emery the second." Emery immediately responded, "I like that!" So, now when people ask, that's what he's telling people. Chani's not sold on Chani the second.............

bedtime reading

Clint reads to Emery at bedtime each night. Right now he's reading "Tennis Shoes Among the Nephites" and we wonder if he is getting it. Tonight, Clint read, "She was singing. The little twerp was singing." Emery said, "Um dad, what song was she singing?" I think he's paying attention.

By the way, it was "Give Said the Little Stream," one of our favorites!