We are now into the full swing of things. It was especially hard to return to normal, after a great Christmas break. We had a wonderful time visiting with family. We spent most of the time with Erin's side, but were glad to add Hannah and Jeremy too. They came over on Christmas morning to eat more waffles than we should have. India had fun opening presents for about 19 seconds. we had to coerce her into continuing -- she thought the wrapping was the present. She was really happy when she saw the blocks, clothes, puppets, and soccer ball (which I have taught her to kick, and she does a great job). She is our continual cheerleader -- it scares me for the future, but it's cute now. She constantly walks around clapping and saying "YAAAAAY." Another of her tricks is her victory dance. After she does something she is especially proud of, she raises her hands in the air as if she just won something and runs around cheering. The scary thing is not that she expects us to also cheer or that she is disapointed when we don't immediately. The scary thing is that we usually cheer and don't wonder that we are cheering for no apparent reason other than that India decided that we ought to. This 11-month-old baby gets us to do whatever -- within reason-- that she wants us to.
Erin and I learned what may be considered a useful skill. That is how to not lose our minds after changing 742 thousand poopy diapers in one week. That isn't an exxageration. Erin kept a tally. In other words, India was yucky-smelly sick for over a week. I think it was harder for me and Erin than for India. She was smiley as ever, except for the unusually cuddley disposition India took on while she was sick. It was nice to get to hold her. She usually doesn't like to be held for very long. She'd much rather be free to run around and socialize as she pleases.
(Switching gears . . . Erin speaking now because Ammon is talking to his dad on the phone). I have been taking India to laptime (aka - reading and singing time for infants) at the Orem library. Last time the librarian got mad at India because she wouldn't stop ringing her jingle bells (or trying to eat them) when the librarian said "ssshhhhhh!" Go figure.
Ammon and I are waiting for everybody at the gym to give up their New Year's resolutions, so we don't feel like we're working out in a can of sardines. I can benchpress 75 lbs! (This is a MAJOR improvement. When we started I could barely lift the bar 8 times). Ammon can benchpress a whopping 225 lbs five times! So, even though I'm getting stronger, I always look like I'm benchpressing cheerios next to Ammon.
Looking back at 2006, I'd say the highlight of our year was definitely welcoming India to our family. I retired from full-time teaching, and Ammon started his teaching career. You know, I always knew what my life would be like 5 years after high school. However, I'm not sure what the next 5 years will be like now. Oh well. Ready or not, here we go.






