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Very funny Le Anne. I was keeping the mouse story under wraps b/c I didn't want to keep the blogers from the cabin, but the way you worded it was great. I really am blind as a bat, and not having contacts in or glasses on is pretty much the scariest thing imaginable for me. Kinda like when I'm washing my face or blind in the shower and I keep thinking Adam is sneaking up to scare me. He purposely scares me quite often and through his laughs always says, "oh, that just never gets old." Yes, Brooke, we disinfected thoroughly and I had the hebbi-jebbi's for a long time. Sorry to hear you are pukey. I'm looking for a way to have #3 without having to be pregnant b/c I don't ever want to feel nauseated again.

Sierra used to be the easiest kid to put to bed. Read a book, brush teeth, kisses and prayers and she was off to sleep. But since we moved downstairs it has become a huge battle. I think I've gotten up 7 times just while writing this blog to put her back to bed. She even caught me eating cookies and milk while blogging and that really upset her. Plus she saw that Adam is watching a movie and she doesn't want to be left out of any of this. We just made a compromise that I'll leave her door open and the hall light on so that she can read her book as long as she stays in bed. But I think she is just listening to the scary sounds of Adam's movie. Darla, I can't believe you are babysitting all those kids plus chasing two of your own. How long? Are you ok? Moni, it was great to hear from you. Sorry about the lost blog, I think we've all felt that frustration and pain. Lyd, glad to hear that you love Maine but that you miss the mtns. of Utah and your family. It is crazy that these Anti-Knee-Hi-Levi shorts are back in style. Reminds me of my freshman year at the Y.

And now, just a thought for all the adventurers out there: "You cannot stay on the summit forever; you have to come down again. So why bother in the first place? Just this: what is above knows what is below, but what is below does not know what is above. One climbs, one sees, one descends, one sees no longer, but one has seen. There is an art of conducting oneself in the lower regions by the memory of what one saw higher up. When one can no longer see, one can at least still know." --Rene Daumai, a French writer
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