Mondays

Mondays at our house are usually kind of busy. I try to get all the laundry done plus all the piled up dishes and other stuff from the weekend. Today isn't any different.
Annie has started her spring break but because of Steven's work and the fact that Annie has 2 softball games this week we can't really do anything.
Dad and Ann are supposed to be coming home sometime this week. They spent the weekend in Heber with Ann's daughter but aren't pleased with being there because it's still cold and snowy. We don't have any snow here in the valley and it hasn't been cold enough to frost for about a week now.
I really want it to warm up so I can get my garden started. I have to start totally from scratch this year. I have to find someone with a tractor plow and then a walk behine tiller. I plan on planting tomatoes, potatoes, winter squash, pumkins, zuchini and I think I'm going to try something new I don't know what yet but I'll find something. I'm going to offer space to Dad and Ann and perhaps Jason and Lyssa. I know Ann will take me up on the offer but I don't think Jason will.
I watch the show Big Brother on CBS. I would like to think that I could handle being on a reality show like that. I know that there is to much back stabbing and lying for me. I would miss my family to much. I don't think I could handle being away from my family like that. I know that I whine and complain about all the stuff I have to do, but I love my family more than anything in the world. Even the temptation of 1/2 a million dollars.
Yesterday we went down to Jen and Gerardos for the day. Annie and Bardo went to Conference while the rest of us stayed and watched it on TV. Steven and Zoie went out and played. Once while checking on them Zoie was trying to put a handkerchief on Steve's head. She finally succeded and he sat there looking really "pretty" with his red bonnett. They then went to the driveway to play with chalk. When Annie and Bardo pulled up the drive Zoie had gone to find something else to do and Steve was sitting there with his bonnett and chalk, boy did he look silly. The only thing that mattered was that Zoie was having a great time playing with her daddy.