RANDOMNESS.

Dear Kurt,

Today I went to work with you after school.

I worked. You didn't.

Afterward we stopped by Jill's parents house to pick up a check and lo and behold Jill were there!! So we spent most of the night hanging out with them.

Brooklyn walked around with a little blow up pool on her head and got to ride Jaxton's bike.

On our way home we stopped by the store and got a steal of a deal on nice socks. Four pairs for $1.49.

On our way home we also forgot to pick up milk. Crap. Do you want to run to the store, or should I? I vote you do it.

I love you

Sincerely, Lori.

DRIVING AT 18 MONTHS

Dear Brooklyn,

While I went to book club and your dad went to Rexburg, you got to go play with your friend, Lucas.

Since I got a ride from Lucas' mom, Camille, and your dad dropped you off and then got a ride to Rexburg from a friend, you got to help me drive home!

Exciting, right?!? Totally.

Okay, so what if they only live a few houses away? And so what if you lost interest after the first 2 seconds because I wasn't turning the wheel? And so what if I basically stopped once to take a picture?

It was all extremely exciting none the less.

See... exciting!! Okay, you are killing me with this picture.

Maybe you'll be excited when you are sixteen.

Sincerely, Lori

I LOVE...

FEBRUARY 2008

Dear Kurt,

I love...

how you are a crazy goofball, just like me. If people only knew how we act when we are not in public... and sometimes when we are.

how you keep letting me play Pinnocle even though I get grumpy when I lose. Which is a lot, because I lose a lot. Grrrr...

when you wear shorts and a t-shirt when we go to your parents on Sunday nights, even though it is well below freezing, because you know I will blast the heater the whole way.

when you say we are probably going to have all girls because you cursed yourself before we even had Brooklyn saying you wanted all boys, then you get scared that you really did curse yourself and ask people with all girls if they said they wanted all boys too. It's funny watching you fret about this. Don't worry, girls are only crazy, moody, and hormonal most of the time. The rest of the time we are just adorable.

how Brooklyn is becoming a little daddy's girl.

Sincerely, Lori

LAUNDRY TIME

LORI PUTTING LAUNDRY AWAY WHILE BROOKLYN TRYS ON SHOES

Dear Brooklyn,

When you were tiny and grumpy I could always cheer you up with a little naked time.

Nowadays, it is laundry time.

Strange, I know, but lately when you get grumpy I just bust out the laundry.

You help by throwing the clothes everywhere, putting the clothes on you or your doll, or pull out all the shoes out of my closet and put them on.

I'm not complaining because who knows if the laundry would ever get done if this wasn't the case.

I wonder what will make you happy around this time next year...

Sincerely, Lori

STYLING SUNDAY, WEEK ONE

Dear Kurt,

As a New Years resolution I wanted to do two things that will coincide with each other:

1. Get dressed and ready everyday. I know.... you are shocked right now to learn that I frequently stay in my pj's all day.

2. Break out of my jeans and t-shirt (or sweats and sweatshirt) funk and try to find my own personal style.

So from now on my style will not be limited! If I want to wear it, I will! If it's ridiculous, I will still wear it! If it's weird, I will still wear it! If it's really cute, of course I will wear it!

This little experiment may get a little crazy (sometimes I don't even know what I am thinking), but for the most part I am hoping to just expand my styling horizons and look cute doing it.

So, here's the first half week (yes, I know New Years resolutions are suppose to start on New Years day, but I was sick!!!)













Now let's see what week two will bring. Hopefully not anything too embarrassing for you.

Sincerely, Lori

ANOTHER LETTER FROM BROOKLYN

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Sincerely, Brooklyn

TO MY FAVORITE LITTLE SISTER

Dear Kimberly,

Happy Birthday!!!!

I wish I could be there to celebrate with you.

We (especially me) miss having you around.

I hope you are having a wonderful day.

Cheers to this next year being fabulous!

Kiss, hug, hug, Kiss, hug, Kiss, Kiss!

And 23 spankings from each of us (Me, Kurt, and Brooklyn)! That's right! Go spank yourself 69 times!!!

And a pinch to grow and inch.

I love, love, love you!

Sincerely, Lori

ONE ARMED BANDIT

Dear Brooklyn,

How did you manage to get one arm out of you pj's?

Silly girl.

Sincerely, Lori

CHASING SLEEP

EATING A BOWL OF CEREAL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

Dear Kurt,

Hours after we climbed into bed I was still lying in bed with my eyes wide open, nowhere near sleep.

I couldn't shut my brain off. I needed a mindless distraction. I decided to count to a billion.

Yes. One billion. I had to fall asleep before a billion, right? right!

When I got in the hundreds my mindless distraction became anything but. Do people usually say one hundred AND thirty or just one hundred thirty? If I leave out the and's then I'll get to a billion a lot faster. Maybe I can just count to one hundred over and over a million times. That would equal a billion, right? No.... let's see... one billion... take away two zeros... stupid math. Never mind, I hate counting. No more counting.

Ok then. How about abc's. Singing the abc's could definitely be mindless. I made it through a few times.... This is boring. But that is suppose to be the point. Maybe I could mix it up a bit. A... A,B... A,B,C... A,B,C,D... but now I had to use my brain to remember what letter I left off on. Ditch that idea.

Maybe if I think of falling down an endless black hole. Yes. This will do. *slurp*. I started drooling. I'm not even asleep yet! It's because I'm sick and can't breathe properly through my nose... But the drooling is distracting my falling down my deep dark hole into sleep and now have to turn my pillow over. I will try breathing through my one working nostril. Okay... I'm falling again. *sniff*. Dang. Now my nose is leaking.

I give up.

I wake you up and ask if you want to go watch some tv with me. You don't. So off I go to the living room all by my lonesome. Nothing could work better then some stupid infomercials to lull me to sleep. But I never did finish watching Lie To Me.... Maybe that could get me to sleep.

I wish.

What else could I do? Sometimes after I eat a lot I get sleepy. Or maybe that is only on Thanksgiving?? I can't be sure. It's worth a try so I gobble down a huge bowl (or two) of cheerios while I watch Cal Lightman get himself locked into a metal institution. Yum! (the cheerios, not Lightman.)

Then Brooklyn wakes up. Did she hear the tv? crap. So I put Brooklyn back down.

Now I am sitting in a quiet living room with your laptop on my lap. If I can't sleep I might as well write about not sleeping. I hate not sleeping. But I love writing.

Hey this is working. I'm getting a little sleepy. I guess I'll go snuggle up to you in bed and hope for the best.

Wish me luck.

Sincerely, Lori

THE ONE DAY I LEAVE MY BEDROOM DOOR OPEN

Dear Brooklyn,

I was sitting on the couch reading when I realized you were being way too quiet.

Oh boy.

I mentally scanned the house.

Office door open, you could be unplugging the computer along with who knows what else but you have never unplugged anything before and there isn't anything else to bother in there.

Your bedroom door open. Not much to harm in there, but I made a mental note that if I can't find something then I will look in your favorite hiding spot: in the drawer under your crib.

Hall bathroom door closed. Thank goodness.

My bedroom door open. Now that would be a playing ground for a mischievous little girl. A half full cup of orange juice on my night stand and a laptop on the floor next to that were my main concern

Your father would kill me.

Luckily you passed up the cup of orange juice and went for the cough drops that were also on the night stand.

Well no harm done.

I closed my bedroom door and let you keep the bag of cough drops to play with. Which was my second mistake of the morning.

You decided you were going to taste test all the cough drops. I found several of them all wet and slimy on the carpet.

It didn't even help your cough.

From now on I will be extra careful about keeping my bedroom door closed and about what I let you play with.

And I will need to go the store and buy more cough drops.

Sincerely, Lori