Thursday, March 19, 2009

Our Princess



Happy Birthday Lauren!! 7 years old today! You are the princess of our family! You bring so much sunshine into our home. We love you so much and are glad you are ours!

Ode to Lauren on her Birthday-
How do we love thee? Let us count the ways......

- You are beautiful inside and out
- You are genuine
- You are always so willing to help anyone at any time
- You always choose the right
- You take good care of everyone in your family
- You work hard at anything you do and always do your best
- You always remind us of what's important
- Your laugh makes us smile
- You have the most beautiful hair of anyone we know
- You are the best sister any two brothers could ask for
- You show love to everyone around you
- You write the best notes and cards
- You are always so thoughtful
- You always follow the rules
- You clean the bathroom better than mom
- You are adored by everyone who knows you
- You are sensitive to the feelings of others
- You are a good friend
- You are so much fun to be around
- You know that you are a daughter of God








Friday, March 13, 2009

Not getting along


Daylight savings time and I are not getting along. Ever since we turned our clocks forward I have not been able to get to sleep at night and I can't get up in the morning. This is a huge problem for me since I need my sleep. Who would think that changing the clocks by one hour would mess up your body rhythms so much? Why do we need to mess with the time anyway? My parents say that even when I was little I struggled with daylight savings time. For weeks after changing the clocks my parents said that I would ask - "What time is it really?" They finally had to just change the clocks and not tell me. Smart. Now that I think about it, I might know why this change bothers me so much. I have clocks in every room of my house (I get this from my grandma). I can't go without wearing a watch - I feel naked without one on. It seems my life is run by what the time is: need to be there by this time, need to be here by that time. I hate being late. I have the same routine throughout the day. So, taking an hour or adding an hour twice a year just messes with me. Maybe next time I should have Tony change the clocks and not tell me. But, would I still notice?