I have now joined the ranks of the soccer mom. Millie just started soccer and is loving it. At first, she was resistant -- she didn't want to play in front of other people, she didn't know how to play, she thought the pink and black cleats I got her (too cute) were ugly -- yada yada yada. However, after the first practice she was hooked! It doesn't matter that half the time she spends on the field she is in imagination land, or that during her second practice she took a break to come and tell Daddy that they needed to find a shovel because the X painted on the field meant that there was buried treasure (to be fair, she did ask her coach if she could leave to go tell Dad the big news), or that half the time she skips towards the ball rather than running at it agressively, or that she scored the first goal of her first game for the opposing team. She loves it and even blocked three goals playing goalie late in the game.
Madeline the Frog

Millie, ever the creature-lover, captured a frog (toad? I don't know the difference) in our backyard this week and treasured it until it disappeared. How she loved her Madeline (she names her creatures after friends)! We are still unsure and at odds about how Madeline disappeared. Mommy thinks that she somehow escaped from her none-too-secure container on her own. Millie alledges that she was eaten by a vicious snake in the backyard. For Mommy's peace of mind, she is hoping that Millie's hypothesis is not the correct one.
Labor Day at the Children's Museum
Jester Jane. The kids got to do their own face-painting while looking in the mirror. Jane couldn't seem to get past one spot on her cheek which she kept painting over and over again.
Abby doing some fishing
Senorita Abby serving up some tacos.
Millie and her friends.
Jumping Jane -- very happy to be there and very happy not to be confined to her stroller.
Pulling Abby up on the pulley -- perhaps this is how I threw out my back?
Painted princesses
The girls had a wonderful time at the Houston Children's Museum on Labor Day with our good friends the Craners. It was so great to get out of the house and have some fun in a nice, cool place with lots of engaging activities. It really is a great museum.
Daddy-Daughter Date
Mark has now left for his 10 weeks of training in NYC and we miss him terribly! I have been preparing mentally for this for 5 months, but it still didn't make it any easier to have him go. I was all geared up, though, to put on my sturdy, Mormon woman face and weather through. I was actually doing very well the first few days, and then I threw my back out (herniated disc) and spent the week in agonized empathy for all of those who suffer from chronic back pain! The timing couldn't have been worse, but our ward has been amazing! The young men showed up Saturday morning to do the lawn, my visiting teachers came and cleaned my house (Mark says that I've just got to learn to grit my teeth and let people serve me, but it's very hard to do), other people have brought dinner or invited us over, several women have watched my kids at different times. It's been incredible and I am so touched by the service of so many -- especially when they hardly know me! I feel very well taken care of, even though Mark is so far away. We have also loved talking to Daddy via our web cam.
Before he left, Mark took the older two girls to a high school football game (high school football is huge in TX) for a Daddy-Daughter Date. They had so much fun! They called me from the car on the way home and Millie was thrilled to have gotten one of the small, plastic footballs that the cheerleaders threw into the crowd. Abby just said, "I have a stomache ache, Mommy, because I ate too many sweet tweats (treats)." We all really miss Daddy!
First Grade Here We Come!



We love you!!
Millie is now a full-fledged first-grader and is loving her new school (and bus, of course). Sending her off this year was a little easier than last, but my heart still ached as I thought about how big she is getting! She is such a bright light in our home with her endless creativity and her sunny smile. She is so capable and helpful and has such sweet and tender heart. I think she could pretty much run the house if I needed her to. She loves making the girls lunch or getting them snacks, or taking care of Jane's needs (far be it for me to get in the way). Apparently, she also sometimes likes to give her opinion when it's not solicited. The other day, she told me that she had told her new friend at lunch at school that she should eat her other food before eating her Oreos.
She is loving her class and is very motivated by the different behavioral incentive programs they have at school. She comes home from school everyday chattering like a magpie about all that happened that day (I love that she loves to share her day with me!). She is currently all wrapped up in the idea that she wants to be an animal scientist and loves to study about various animals and write about them in her "animal scientist notebook".
Happy Birthday, Mark!
We love you!!
A visit to Austin
Millie catching up with her cousin David.
Jane and Emma trying to fight the heat under the tent during the game.
Early in August, we visited Austin to connect with my sister and her family. They live in Dallas, but were going to be in Austin for my nephew's soccer tournament (go Jake!) and so we decided to drive the 2 1/2 hours to meet up with them. Jennifer and her son, David, met up with us at the outlets in San Marcos (the most amazing outlets I've ever seen -- every store was there.) where we shopped for a few hours before heading off to see Jake's afternoon game. The heat was intense, but it was worth it to see Jake in action! We had so much fun being together and eating at a fun Italian restaurant that night for Mark's birthday. The drive? Flat, barren, waste-land, not quite like the green, tree-filled drives we've been used to back east. Austin? Seems like a really nice city, although I did expect the hills of the "hill country" to be a little bigger.
9 Years 
Mark and I celebrated our 9th anniversary at the beginning of August and it's hard to believe that it has already been 9 years -- 9 busy, eventful, full-of-fun-times, full-of-surprises, growing-together years! I remember our first meeting clearly.
Mark and I celebrated our 9th anniversary at the beginning of August and it's hard to believe that it has already been 9 years -- 9 busy, eventful, full-of-fun-times, full-of-surprises, growing-together years! I remember our first meeting clearly.
It was a Sunday evening in the Fall and I was making some visits to some of the girls in our BYU ward. I had recently returned from my mission and had spoken in church that day. When I came to one apartment, I saw Mark, sleeves rolled up, washing the dishes after having been invited there for dinner. He began a conversation with me about my talk and that was our first contact. The next week he walked me home from a ward fireside. After that he arranged group activities for our respective apartments. Finally, we went out that December to an all-Gershwin concert at Abravenel Hall in Salt Lake. From the first, I felt comfortable and had fun with him. As I got to know him better, I appreciated his eternal optimism (even after I told him that there was "no chance of anything ever happening romantically between us" :)), his consideration for other people, his spiritual grounding, his sense of fun, his love for me. I still love all of those things and all of the other amazing things I've learned about him since then! What a blessed girl I am to have such a husband, laird :), friend, and companion!


