Are Dry Erase Boards Racist?

 

Pumpkin Pie has been coming home from school complaining of headaches and that her eyes hurt. 

 I asked her if she was having trouble seeing the blackboard and she said, "No." 

After several more days of headaches, I again asked her if she was having trouble seeing the blackboard. 

She said, "No, I only have trouble seeing the whiteboard and the Smartboard."

There were plenty of white dry erase boards in my classrooms in highschool and college,  but we still called them blackboards. 

Gwennie's Baptism

Someone turned 8 last week!

 Sunday, July 8 was a beautiful day.

I was very proud of Gwennie.  She gave a great talk at her very own baptism.  She was so beautiful and pure and the Spirit was so strong.

 Here she is with Abuelita & Abuelito.

Here she is with me.  Yes, I have a disorder that makes my neck go wonky whenever I get in front of a camera.  I should have had a V8.

• But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 19:14
  

Booties

These cute little crocheted booties were sent to me from Utah. They were among my Grandma's things and thus were probably made by her. They are darling.

Pumpkin Pie is happy when she gets to take care of baby.

Pumpkin Pie

Pumpkin Pie is my second daughter. She is sweet and wholesome and good. She is my little nurturer, loves to play with baby dolls and loves to help with real babies. She sometimes changes her little sister's diaper without me asking her to.

She was not friendly to strangers as a little child and glared at anyone who dared to look at her.

Her emotions are pretty polar. Either she is happy, or she is NOT. NOT happy = howling her unhappiness to the sky in complete and utter meltdown.

She loves to play the piano and hounds me until I give her a lesson. She practices that lesson without my ever asking her to. Often she will sit down and just try to figure out the next song in the book on her own.

She likes macaroni and cheese, nutella on graham crackers, and hot cocoa. Actually, she loves junk food so much that I have to just not have it in the house because she will refuse all real food if she thinks there are other options.

Actual pumpkin pie is my favorite dessert, possibly because my birthday often falls on Thanksgiving day. Also possibly because I can eat so much of it without feeling sick. I can even eat it for breakfast and suffer no ill consequences. The fact that pumpkin pie is my favorite does not mean that Pumpkin Pie is my favorite. I don't have favorites. But it certainly is easy to love someone who is so often a willing, cheerful helper.