"Lizard's Home" by Isaac

Lizard was a kid. He had a lizard family and they were poor. Lizard had a lizard brother, and his brother said, "Can we always do the way we want to play?"to lizard's mom. Then they played and played and played, until they found an old lizard, and he was dark as a cloud, and he was gray. And he was dirty and dirty and dirty. Until he stopped and stopped and stopped. Until he found their home. And he knocked and knocked on the door. And then the door opened and he went into their home and he was all clean. And then he wanted to find somebody who loved him best of all. He found lizard and he was dark as a blue cloud. He wasn't old.

"Well, what an old lizard. You are dark as a cloud, and I love you and I like you, and you're all clean now."

The house was sticked together with wood and it was made out of wood, and it had nails to keep it all together. And the door was made out of gold. Clothes were made out of cloth. They were little and they were their size, and lizard had his clothes, but his brother wants to wear his clothes sometimes. Then they found a swimming pool. They all were there, and they decided to eat the honey.

The honey was on a tree with lots and lots of hives. It was by their home, with lots and lots of honey bees in the hives. And the honey was made from honey bees. They got in the honey bees home, and the bees were sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. But there were three bees that were awake in their apartment. There was a kid bee and a mother bee and a father bee, and their names were Sneegy, Neegy, and Fordy. Those were the honey bees that were awake in their apartment and they didn't sting until the lizards stole their honey and then the lizards runned and runned to their home and lizard had the biggest honey pot of all and he had enough strength for one hand to carry it.

But the other queen bees were always always do play-play and go home and play in our backyard and they'll never never see us again, and they'll never never sting us, and they'll always always drink their drink. They drink grape juice. And they drink, drink, drink. And one of them got a blue cup and that was lizard, and he wasn't sick. Lizard had a body stretch attack. He could stretch his neck to make his throat smaller and smaller and smaller. And that was the end. And they lived happily ever after. And The End.

Jeremiah's Thankful List

Apples.

Dragon kites.

Squishing. (as in, Play-Doh)

Jumping.

John's thankful list

I'm grateful for:

Bacon on scout camp-outs

The Envelope Theorem (it really makes things so much easier)

Laffy Taffy

A wonderful wife who writes flattering blog posts

The economy (really, it's pretty amazing to me what you can get in exchange for the amount of work that we do. We went to IKEA today so this was on my mind)

The Book of Mormon (we've been doing really quick scripture time in the morning and I enjoy Isaac's answers)

Inventors

Science Fiction novelists

Watermelon (the word, not the fruit)

the expression "the bottom of the barrel"

Danielle's Thankful List

Shoes.

My brothers.

Oranges.

Isaac's Thankful List

I'm very thankful for scriptures.

I'm thankful for lizard.

I'm thankful for our family.

And I'm thankful for my robot friend.

And I'm very very thankful for our table. (When asked to come up with one more thing to be thankful for.)

Alison's Thankful List

This week, in conjunction with Thanksgiving, our family has been remembering things we are thankful for. In family morning prayers, we have been saying only "thank-you prayers" for this week preceding Thanksgiving, in response to Elder Bednar's counsel to "periodically...offer a prayer in which we only give thanks and express gratitude. Ask for nothing; simply let our souls rejoice and strive to communicate appreciation with all the energy of our hearts."I thought I would post each person's list separately.

My Thankful List:

Opportunities to create music.

Prayer.

That I unknowingly married an incredibly forgiving man; that I knowingly married a loving, kind, compassionate, incredibly brilliant, outgoing, entertaining, respectful, encouraging, slightly clueless, righteous man, who loves me and helps me to become a better person, on my personal time-frame.

For Isaac's laughter, his desire to help others be happy, his honesty and imagination, that each bring a sparkle to my life.

For Jeremiah's sweetness, his capacity to learn, his need for physical affection, "kissing fights," the bedtime stories that he tells to me, the Primary songs that he sings to me.

For Danielle's willingness to obey, to be happy, to be a helper, to be my shadow and my friend, that she's a child I can love and not worry about (so far).

Good food. Fresh fruit, homemade breads in many varieties, good tasting water.

Chocolate.

That clean, well-fitting clothes are a normal part of life.

That I have so many simple ways to communicate with my friends and family over long distances.

For my testimony of Christ, His life, His Gospel, and His love for me.

Grocery Shopping...with Children

I went grocery shopping with three kids this morning, something I typically try not to do. But John needed to get to school, and our refrigerator is in a state that makes it very easy to clean (ie, empty other than condiments and eggs and leftover pasta salad), so I took the kids to the grocery store.

Danielle was buckled in the front, Jeremiah was sprawled out in the back with his Leapster2, and I convinced Isaac that it was advantageous to walk because then he could help me choose what to put in the cart. He helped pick out apples, we found out that 5 apples weighs twice as much as a bag of baby carrots, voted on whether to get red potatoes or yellow potatoes to make mashed potatoes with in a couple days but got both because we had a tie, and decided that since the bag of mini Oreo's weighed a lot less than the package of regular sized off-brand creme-filled cookies we should get the bigger of the two.

An interesting event from the store: While we were in the beginning of our excursion, choosing our apples, a lady stopped us and said, "I need to tell you: You're a wonderful mother." Hmm, interesting.

A fun conversation from the end of our trip: We had a cute (old, very old) gentleman bagging our groceries, and he asked, "Where'd you pick up those things in your cart?" "Well, this boy came from the produce, this one from the meat. But the little girl definitely came from the chocolates." They didn't have any bars to scan, though, which is good because I'm sure sure if I'd be able to afford them. They're priceless.

Maybe I'll take my kids with me more often. :)