Not Sure

Last night Tycho got all ready for bed and then said, "You need to read me a story. I crying. I crying you need to read me a story..."

But he wasn't. Crying. Was that a threat?

So...

How bad would it be to just "delay" Tycho's birthday as well? Because I am seriously considering it...

Tycho Is Gonna Make Me Cry

Tycho got a wonderful card in the mail from Great Grandma and Grandpa Morrill! They are the best!

Me: You got a card because it's gonna be your birthday in two days! How old are you going to be?
Tycho: It's my three birthday! And I get my daddy on my three birthday...

And it made me want to burst into tears right then and there because, true, he WOULD have gotten his daddy on his "three birthday" except that there are sand storms in Iraq, which delayed Jacob's homecoming. Boo.

Most Common Thought Today: "What Day Is It?"

Sam was watching something on TV. The characters in the whatever show were driving and pulled up to a gated community.

Tycho: Whoa, they have a lot of money!

How? What? Baffled me. How did he connect the dots to gate=money? Ca-razy.

I Am Hoping

So, I belong to a religion that relies heavily on continuing, personal revelation, through prayer and the promptings of the Holy Ghost (which is just beautiful, if you ask me). We are not limited in receiving revelation only about religious matters. If I wanted to, I could pray and ask Heavenly Father which I should plant in my garden, gardenias or rhododendrons? (Aside: rhododendrons=funny word. Also, I don't know anything about gardening.) Now, this doesn't necessarily mean Heavenly Father will give me a solid answer. The most likely scenario is that He will tell me to decide for myself... but there is a small chance for a scenario like maybe I'm severely allergic to gardenias and He might prompt me to choose rhododendrons because of that reason and I'll be at the store later and go into a coughing, sneezing fit in front of the gardenias and I can paint a picture, can't I?

My point is, I am hoping, HOPING, that when people say, "I don't eat meat," or, "I don't drink Dr. Pepper, or eat chocolate," it is NOT followed by, "I'm a Mormon--it's against my religion." Just because someone may have had a personal experience, the result of which was a divinely-inspired choice, does not mean that it is BECAUSE of being Mormon, or that other Mormons should make the same choice. Like I said, continuing, PERsonal revelation.

p.s. I also don't appreciate it when fellow Mormons say, "some are way more Mormon than I am, because I don't knit or scrapbook." There are no varying degrees of Mormon. Either you accept the teachings of the prophets, and principles outlined therein (which do not include your own personal revelation), or you do not. It's not about quilting.

Also, Mormons don't even corner the market in those past-times. Old people do. hahahahahahaha j/k ish

I was going for a little bit harsh, but not offended or complainy. Success?

Zooooooo

So, today we went to the zoo. It was pretty much the best. Pictures:

Tycho thought the jellies were pretty sweet.

Pygmy Marmoset!! Had to take a picture of this one, for Diego's sake.

This was pretty cool. We crawled in the little tube and were surrounded by fish!

Albino alligator

You wanna hear something awesome? When we were in the aquarium we met a little boy. He was about Tycho's age, and HIS NAME WAS TYCHO. I had an awesome conversation with the other Tycho's parents. Never thought I'd meet another Tycho, unless I were to go to Scandinavia.

Three Days Since New Moon

Tycho: The moon is missing pieces
Me: You think so?
Tycho: Yep

So sure of himself.