Nicole was told by one of her friends about a site that takes your years worth of blogs and turns them into a book. Instantly turning your family blog into a Scrapbook/Journal all in one. So Nicole took on the project, and two hours later, she was done. We decided however, that if we are going to make this an every year thing, that we need to write more in our blog. So here I am.
Last night I was pulled from my deep sleep in which I was dreaming about camping with my family in Yellowstone. I heard what sounded like a lone wolf perched high up on a rock ledge, howling at the moon. I was so happy in my dream, my happy place! But as the wolf continued howling, I slowly came back to consciousness and realized that I was not lying in my sleeping bag with the cold air nipping at my nose, surrounded by pine trees and wildflowers. Instead, I was laying in bed, sweaty due to our thermostat not functioning properly and turning on whenever it feels like it. The howl still sounded like a howl however. I sat up, noticed Nicole was not in bed, propably feeding the baby in the front room, and continued listening to the noise. After a few moments of listening to the noise, I realized it was my beautiful daughter Savannah. Not screaming, not yelling for mom or dad, just making a howling noise. I got up from bed as fast as I could, and tip-toed down the hall to her bedroom. As I opened her door, I could see her sitting up in bed. She looked at me and said, "Daddy, I want some water". Not too much to ask, except that when I put Savannah to bed EVERY NIGHT I always give her a sippie cup of water. Hers, of course, was completely full. I told her to go back to bed, reminded her of the water that was literally at her fingertips, and then lumbered back to bed, just grateful that Cole didn't wake up. That was at 4:00 a.m. I got back in bed and tried so desperatlely to get back to my dream of camping in Yelllowstone, but was just becoming frustrated. Then I heard Nicole walk down the hall and open Cole's bedroom door. Apparantlely Savannah did wake Cole up after all. YEA!!! This was at 4:30 a.m. So I gave up and decided to just get up and go to work. It is now 4:40 p.m. and it has been a long day. My first day working inside at my division and not much sleep to prepare for it. I love my kids and just try and remember the talk from President Monson about how we need to appreciate the little moments in life. He said that all these things kids do, will be gone before we know it and we will be left wishing they would happen again.