We had a good weekend. Everyone is feeling better. The weather was ideal. I got the house clean and all of the doorknobs sprayed with Lysol. Now I’m off and running on this Monday morning. January was a crazy month, and I’m feeling FINALLY like I’m back in my groove now that it’s February.
I watched the funeral of Gordon B. Hinckley on Saturday. It’s amazing how good and honorable one man can be. Everything said at his funeral could have been said any day of his life. He was THAT good. It’s so rare to find people like that…and yet, so wonderful when you do.
The next two weeks I’ll be hard at work with this:
Donna and I are hosting a Brunch on Feb 16th for Gourmet Club. We’ve been working on recipes and plans for a looooonnnnngggg time now, and it’s going to be really special…as long as it doesn’t kill me first.
This little man turned 13 months on Friday. He’s still not walking, but doesn’t seem to mind, he cruises the furniture and crawls like Mario Andretti. He loves to splash in the bath. When we’re rocking him before bed time, he lays his head on our shoulder and tucks his hands in our chest to keep them warm. His hands and feet are always cold. Probably because they’re HUGE (a true Robinson). He calls everyone “ma-ma” and loves to “maaaa” like a sheep and when he quacks like a duck he says “mamama” (do you see a theme emerging in his speech patterns?). He throws his binkies out of his crib every day before his nap. And he won’t sleep until I go back in and retrieve them. (Yea, that game got old real fast). This morning I went back in for B.R. (binky retrieval) and he had pulled his jeans down to his ankles and was very pleased with himself. At church every Sunday I have women who rush to sit by him hoping to “claim” him during the meetings. Yesterday he was so tired he fell asleep on one of their laps, sitting straight up. She was so delighted. He’s so sweet and easy and fun.
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