Gehrig: All people go to heaven.
Gracie: No. Bad people go to the moon to live with Satan.
Gehrig: All people go to heaven.
Gracie: No. Bad people go to the moon to live with Satan.
Gehrig’s cousin Brigham recently moved to Washington for the summer. This is the conversation we had Sunday morning:
Gehrig: "Brigham won’t play with me anymore."
Dustin: "Because he lives too far away?"
Gehrig: "Yeah. I don’t know where washing machine and dryer is. It’s too far away."
So the 25 things tag on Facebook is cool and all. I enjoy reading them. I figured I’d put this on my blog instead. It will automatically be imported to facebook anyway. If you read this, consider yourself tagged, if you write or have written 25 things, leave a comment and let me know so I can read yours as well.
Sorry, just a quick rant here. I’ve always been a WordPress fan for blogging. It was probably the first blogging platform I tried and its probably the most popular out there as far as self-installations. There are actually many sites running WordPress that would not really be considered “blogs”, but that’s not the point of this post anyway…
It seems Blogger.com has taken the world by storm. I expected that to happen once Google bought them. Google certainly has the midas touch. They have improved the platform greatly too. They’ve made blogging so easy that my mother-in-law could blog!
So here comes my rant. Blogger (aka blogspot) is great and all, but there is one feature that everyone seems to use that I absolutely abhore. It is the little music player that people keep putting on their sites. You know the one… the little flash player embedded from playlist.com. OK, I know its technically not Blogger.com, but seriously, that is the only place I see people using this horrid gadget!
I know a lot of my family and friends have this on their site, I don’t mean to offend… wait, yes I do. Take it off! I don’t want to hear the beginning of your favorite songs, really, I don’t.
It’s not that I don’t like your favorite songs, it’s just so much more:
So if the above reasons are not enough for you to remove your playlist and you find pleasure in annoying me, I’ll burst your bubble now and just say, nevermind, don’t worry about it. I’ll just be visiting your blog using Firefox and Adblock Plus. I found that this playlist was on multiple domains such as profileplaylist.net, musicplaylist.us, etc. But I found this filter worked rather well: “*/mc/*.swf?config=*”
Lest I leave you sad and disappointed because you can see my point and agree with me, let me give you a suggestion. Why don’t you create a page (a page would be better than a post for this one in my opinion) that has your little playlist player on it. That way I could come to your site and IF I’m interested in seeing/hearing your favorite songs, I’ll check out your favorite songs page. I might even say, “Wow, cool, I like that song too!”, but probably not. There, win-win!
This morning as I was downstairs with the kids, Gracie asked what time it was. After I told he she walked out of the room and came back with this sheet of paper.
She came an stook in front of me. He back was to me so she was looking at the clock. I could hear her talking to herself quietly and seriously.
“8:12 Bed time, 12:12 Lunch time, 11:12 Snack time, 3:30 Coloring time, 8:11 Go outside time, 11:12 Play time, 12:31 Wii Game, 11:13 Brielle is coming for a sleepover!”
Gehrig also overheard her and when he heard sleepover he said, “No Brigham! It’s my turn for a sleep-over. That’s not fair!”
I said, “You know what guys. I don’t even like sleep-overs” (Not that it mattered much because none of this was happening anyway)
Gehrig then said to me, “Well then maybe you can just go hide in your work!”
Oh, I love my kids
Where is the duster so I can dust… I mean undust things.
Gracie wanted to help clean the house yesterday.
Daddy: Gracie, get your scriptures and get out of the car.
Gracie: Uh oh. I think I left my scriptures at church.
Daddy: Oh, good!
Gracie: Why? … Why is that good?
Daddy: (Walking away) I was being sarcastic.
Gracie: (short pause) … Why is that fantastic?
Tonight after reading scriptures we wrote in our gratitude journals. I wrote that I was grateful for prophets and apostles. I asked the kids if they knew who the prophet was. Gehrig said, “I can’t remember.” Gracie said. “President Monson. I then asked if they know who one of the apostles was. Gracie said, “I don’t know.” To our shock, Gehrig said, “President Oof-dorf!” [Uchtdorf].
disclaimer: Now, lest anyone think that our 3 year old is that bright, I venture to say it was a lucky guess because even though we have never told our kids the names of the 12 apostles or first presidency (which, yes, we should) I did read to Gehrig this morning from the Friend short articles about the first presidency. I’m still surprised that he remembered his name because I didn’t think he was paying attention to anything while I was reading.
Yesterday I came out of my office to find Gracie had covered the walls with Post-It Note drawings. No worries. I still have tons of Post-It’s from 3M Employee Pallet sales
Here are a few of my favorites (yes, they were bright pink, I don’t know how my scanner made the background light blue…)