Tagged . . .

Well, I leave town for a week and come back to find I've been tagged. Here is goes . . .

1) Much to my mother's shigrin, I throw everything away. She was just here babysitting the kids for a week, there are tiny little packages of 1/4 a slice of a apple, 1/2 tsp of a cooked carrot, an old 1/2 eaten pb and j sandwich, etc, etc all left in my fridge. I had to go through it and throw everything away. Sorry mom! I throw things away or take them to DI all the time. I think I will get to claim a $15000 deduction from donations to DI this year.

2) I talk in my sleep. On our wedding night I woke up just freaking out because there was a scary man in my bed. I also told Kevin that "It's okay if you're a duck."

3) I cannot stand cats. Sorry all cat lovers. But come on! Our neighbor's cat is on our porch all of the time. It drives me insane. I try to squirt it with a squirt bottle but to no avail. Dogs are much more my thing.

4) I get so stressed out for BYU football games I can't even watch them unless we are up by 3 touchdowns. In the game against Utah last year I almost went in to labor with Meg.

5) I pick my kids noses all the time. (my KIDS noses, not mine) I can't stand to have anything "floating around in there".

6) Last one, very cheesy, but I love my life. I am so grateful for everything I've been blessed with. I love waking up everyday next to Kevin and knowing that I get to spend my day with my children. I love the peace I have from the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I love the opportunities that lie ahead of me and my family and look forward to doing everything in my power to continually find more happiness. ( yes, break out the cheese-mobile, I know)