Exhausted

One Sunday afternoon Mirian was just exhausted - throwing a tantrum over something she couldn't have. She threw herself down on the floor and wailed. Slowly the wails died down and she fell asleep just like this on the kitchen floor. Since we had to wake her up to go somewhere in a short while, dad decided to just let her stay there and sleep rather than waking her up. Poor girl she has it rough.

Oh Pooh!

We went to the library today while Shalae was at Women's Conference. On our way out I heard Mirian cry out, so I turned around and asked what happened. Through tears she says, "Savannah stepped on my pooh!" Luckily I knew what she was referring to or I would have gotten a little worried since we were right in the middle of the Provo City Library. She has Winnie the Pooh on her shoes and Savannah had accidently stepped on the back of her shoe and pulled it off. So it was Mirian's first flat tire in her life, and I hope she learns to control her reaction when it happens again or junior high will be pretty rough for her.