I have been struggling with Miranda and Kanyon lately.


Since nothing too exciting is going on in our lives that seems blog worthy, I decided today that I should just blog about what is going on in our lives - blog worthy or not - so that someday we can look back and remember -- for better or worse! Lately my daily tasks included keeping Kanyon and Miranda from killing each other. It's not quite that bad but for some reason, these two are either playing and laughing (really laughing) with each other, or they are fighting, yelling, and crying. They are the two that I have to separate at the dinner table (Because Miranda tends to steal food off the plate of the one sitting next to her and Kanyon cannot handle that). They are the two that can't sit next to each other at church (Because Kanyon might take the red crayon --or anything else laying around-- that Miranda was THINKING about taking and then she will scream at the top of her lungs.) They are the two that can't sit next to each other in the car. (Because Kanyon might touch Miranda or get too close to her car seat which will cause Miranda to scream and hit Kanyon which will cause Kanyon to yell, "MIRANDA, NO!" which will cause me and/or Leonard to feel like throwing all of them out the window!:) Anyway, you get the picture. My sister-in-law, Michelle, thinks that it may have to do with birth order. This past week, I was wondering if they would ever grow out of it when the thought came to me that my sister, Courtney, and my brother, Paul, used to fight a lot. They are also the second and third children in my family. I remember when I was little -- maybe 7 or 8 which would have made Courtney 5 or 6 and Paul 3 or 4 -- that they could have some pretty good fights. Usually just yelling at each other but occasionally hitting and punching would be involved as well. I know that it's hard to believe because Courtney and Paul are just about the most mellow people that I know. Courtney is one of my closest friends and I miss her dearly. Here she is on her recent vacation to Mexico - I am still jealous!

She has ALWAYS been there for me and listened to my problems. She has stepped up to help me out with my kids so many times that I can't even begin to count them. She babysat Kanyon and Miranda both when they were only 6 weeks old so that I could go back to work. I know, without a doubt that she loves my kids almost as much as I do. I trust her so much. I am so glad she is my sister.
Paul is super smart.

He has his MBA and he is almost finished with Law School. He knows the strangest things and he loves to learn. He also shows a sincere affection to my children, especially Miranda. We have always thought that Miranda looked a lot like Paul. Paul is quiet but really funny and he has a great sense of humor and a great way with kids. He is content to just be with family. AND although he doesn't always show it, I know that he loves to be around all of us. He flew to Coeur d'Alene for Kaydra's baptism. It was a quick trip and he didn't have to come, but he did - and he even spoke. He has a special place in my heart and I hope that he finds a really awesome wife because he deserves one and I know that he will be a fabulous husband and father. (He's available if anyone in the Salt Lake Area is interested - He will probably kill me for that!)
What I've decided with all of this contemplating is that I hope that Miranda and Kanyon turn out to be like their aunt and uncle who also used to fight. I am pretty sure that there's hope for them yet. I just need some patience.......

Yes, I totally stole these pictures of your facebook pages. I think that the ones of Miranda and Paul are funny how they are both profile shots. It's hard to tell, but they really do look alike! They have the same eyes and the same dimple in the corner of their mouth when they smile.