1st October 2011
I enjoyed what I could listen to of conference today. The connection is slow, so sometimes it would stop and buffer. Part of conference was interrupted by the parakeet. The bird (I’ve been told his official name is now Diggory, but everyone still calls him “the bird”) decided he liked us and started landing on Demetri. This was fine until he tried to preen Demetri. There were no feathers for him to pluck out so Demetri ended up with some pretty good welts. He spent the rest of the day (whenever he was allowed to) training the bird not to bite him (after we convinced him that the bird was only doing it because he liked Demetri not because he was trying to hurt him). We looked in a book and found that they like to play with balls, so Demetri put one on the cage and waited for the bird to knock it off. They both thought it was a fun game. By the end of the day, whenever Demetri came near, the bird would land on his shoulder and sit there while he walked around.
I’m going to have to read some of conference over again, but I’m glad we got most of it, and that I’m able to read it later too.
Olie wanted to do something fun after we went shopping. He was whining at me about it and I told him he could help me make dinner. He said that wasn’t a fun thing to do and I could make dinner while he did something fun. I suggested that maybe he should make dinner while I did something fun. The poor shocked child said, “What?! But I don’t know how to cook!” Then he thought about it for a minute and said, “But if you teach me how to cook then I would know how.” So he decided he was going to make spaghetti and salad tonight all by himself. He did most of it, although it felt like the most work I’ve ever done to get spaghetti and salad on the table. And he was extremely proud of that dinner. He thinks it should be his new chore every day. We compromised on once a week.
Our current project is table manners. Small bites, chewing each one 20 times, sitting upright, using cloth napkins (and keeping them on laps!). I am the worst offender, and wanted to work on it. So far, they think it’s really funny, but they’re doin’ good.
Great ending to the day…I got rid of all the stuff I didn’t want in one fell swoop. A lady came by for a bed, saw some other things around that were metal and said she sold scrap metal. We loaded her trailer and pickup good and full. And I’m very happy.
Looking forward to another good conference day tomorrow, and I’m considering whether Demetri is too young to start family history work?? (Sigh) I would have to learn how to do it all again, it’s all changed.
