Sunday

Sunday, September 18th

Was Sunday.  Set the table all pretty.  Had the home teachers over. 

Was not sure what to do for a neighbor's dog birthday party.  It was very low key (come and eat a cupcake.) and was just a group getting together.  But how to say yes to a dog party and later have to say no to a child's?  GAAAH.  Yucky middle ground.

Philosophical talks with the oldest.  How she could never figure out when she was younger why adults didn't do everything right and have all the best systems for doing things figured out.  They had so many more years of experience.  Surely they would be perfect at it by now.  Yeah.  That's it.  The only problem is, so often, we don't.  If we did that middle-east peace thing would have been a done deal long ago.