Yesterday Bradley came across some flashcards in the playroom. He asked me what they were and I said, "Flashcards." He asked me why they were called "flashcards" and I told him because they flashed and that I would show him how to use them tomorrow because we were in a hurry to clean up. Today he didn't forget our conversation and he brought me the flashcards and said, "Mommy, remember you were going to show me how these flashed?" I think he was bit disappointed to learn that the paper cards did not light up and blink as he was expecting.
We had a regional conference at church today. We watched a broadcast on a TV at church. President Monson was presiding and he spoke and told lots of stories. I didn't realize what a funny old man he was. He talked about how children are the most impressionable and retentive between the ages of birth to eight with the most important age being age three. Sarah turns four on Friday which means I have 4 more days to cram as much information in her as possible. He also talked about how memories become the June roses in the December stage of life. It brought a tear to my eye.
A blogumentary of my family of ten. There's me, my husband, and our eight kids. No pets, just kids. Join us on our jolly joyful journey because alliteration makes me happy.
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