Rough week

It's been a hard week for me. A good friend of mine died. So we didn't do much this week. Emilia did have her art class. She won art classes for free when she took first place at the art contest a while back, so for the last three weeks she's had class on Wednesday afternoons. I'm not incredibly impressed with the class, and neither has she been, so I guess that's good. We can agree to not do any more after these are over. This last week, I didn't have a sitter to watch the other two girls, so I had to take them with me. The day was fairly nice for mid-November--mid-40s. So we got bundled in our winter coats and and drove to the park nearest the art classes.

The park on a sunny November afternoon with a view of Utah Lake seems like a good idea until your 2 y/o decides to slide into a puddle of water, then slip on the bottom of the slide 4 times before you can get to her and soak her pants through and when you finally get her up, the kids refuse to leave and want to go down the bigger slide with no puddle, but are afraid to go down by themselves, so you go up from the bottom (because going down the metal slide with them is just--no) and they slide into your feet, knocking you over, but you don't want to fall on top of them, so you fall off the slide instead, hitting your butt so hard you can barely walk three days later. Then it seems like less of a good idea.

We also went up to visit my parents on Thursday where my mom did a science experiment with them (my dad built the bubble-making machine because he's handy like that). These were dry ice bubbles that they could hold and when they popped, they turned into a mist. It was pretty cool.

There was snow Monday, so the girls played outside in it. Twice. It wasn't even that much snow, but we've been snow-deprived these last two years, so this was something to be celebrated. Especially for Mira. She LOVES the snow.

And of course there's baths.