My inspiration for this record of my days:

“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” -Anna Quindlen

Monday, April 26, 2010

Sign language

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Jonah has been learning sign language in preschool.  Yesterday I figured out that it is a good way for us to communicate during church.

He got mad at me during sacrament meeting when I asked him to please stop asking me questions so I could listen to the speaker.

He went and sat by Savannah in the row in front of me and glared at me over the back of the chair.

I smiled really big and gave him the I love you sign that he recently learned.  He had a response ready, and immediately set out to spell it back to me in sign language.

I could make out an I, D and O. 

After thinking for a minute he put his scowl back on and hissed “How do you spell I don’t love you?”

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