An Interview

I asked James a few questions back in November. I intended to do this post a lot earlier, but moving sort of hijacked our life for a while. I'm sure some of the answers would be different if I asked James again today, but I thought some of you might still appreciate this transcript:

What's your favorite thing to do? Color and paint.

What don't you like to do? I like to draw me, and baby, and I like to sing songs.

What's your favorite color? Blue.

What's the best thing about being a kid? To do good behavior.

What's the worst thing about being a kid, and not a grownup? I want to be a builder.

What's your favorite food? Noodles.

Is there a food you don't like? Onions.

Who are your best friends? Jamie.

What school class are you in? Reception.

What's your teacher's name? Miss Wilson.

What do you want to be when you grow up? I want to be a builder.

What's your favorite museum? Dinosaur museum!

What's your favorite TV show? Animal Mechanicals.

What is your favorite thing about our family? Good behavior.

What makes you happy? Singing songs.

What makes you sad? When someone hits me.

Is there anything that makes you scared? Pumpkins and skeletons.

Can you tell me about Heavenly Father? Heavenly Father helps us when we're sad and we broke our board. (Note: This was just after an incident at school when James had accidentally broken a small writing board.)

Did you feel better after you said a prayer? Mm-hmm.

Can you tell me about Jesus? We're thankful for Jesus.

Links to video of this interview: Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Frida

This is our new dog. She's a "Chorkie," or a cross between a chihuahua and a Yorkshire terrier. Naturally, we named her Frida, after Frida Kahlo (who was also half Mexican and half European).

She is very cute and lovable, which is good, because she chews on everything and also isn't 100% housebroken.

For the full set of photos Micah took on Frida's first day with our family, click here.

P.S. I apologize for not posting in a while. It turns out that being the mother of two preschool age kids is a full-time job (who knew?). The only time I can really blog is at night after they have gone to bed, which is the time I'm usually so tired that I'm just staring at the opposite wall, blithering.

It's in My Blood

My grandfather went back to Florida yesterday after a couple weeks' visit. While he was here, I got to copy some photographs his brother, Doug, had given him. These two are from a trip my grandpa's family made to Disneyland, circa 1960. The top photo shows the family in the center - my great-grandmother Ruth is in the blue-and-white dress, and next to her are three of her five sons. Thanks, PaPa, for the great visit and the priceless photos!