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Sometimes I wonder what I have done in life to deserve this...

and this-

Really. I am dreading having to wake Sadie for seminary! Sadie is a cheerful little sweetheart the rest of the day. Mike and Jane are more hit and miss;-)

Besides school and soccer and tutoring for Boo, this year I have been attempting to make our life a little less scheduled and have more time for fun family activities during the week and more availability for service on my part during the day. Last year was too chaotic.
Having another driver has been helpful. Jane just taking herself to her own activities has been huge, not to mention dropping off Sadie for soccer or running a quick errand or two. Jane is working really hard at school and is finally learning that being patient and accepting of mom and dad's decisions allows for a greater degree of independence and fun.

This is not a look we are going to see too soon. Jane was thrilled to hear that she can go on a mission at 19 and has new plans for what she will do right after she graduates. I am happy for her but kind of feel like a cruel trick has been played on me. I can't think of a more worthy goal however so we are going to roll with it.
I've been trying to do more than "pin" on Pinterest and actually "do." We have been in this house for almost a year and a half and I'm finally in the mood to take the decor to the next level, adding the little things that I always mean to do and don't. This is a poster of Mike's that I turned into a canvas type pic for the hall.

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Darla said…
Brooke! Three months late, but I read this. Always enjoy catching up on your blog. When are you guys coming out to visit?
January 20, 2013 at 5:55 AM
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