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1. yesterday was the first nice day we've had in awhile....it was positively amazing! around 40 (so,not bitterly cold :)), blue skies, snow melting!!!, and i even heard the birds singing as i was walking around...the wonders a little sunshine and blue skies can do for a girl...

2. the olympics are still on. sadly, my schedule this week has made me super tired, and i've fallen asleep earlier than i would have liked some nights. however, i have these thoughts:
*shaun white is absolutely incredible.
*and so is apollo ohno.
*the pairs figure skating was wonderful. i know the chinese team won (and they have a great story, by the way), and they did a great job, but i really liked the german team. their performance was so emotional and romantic and full of passion and trust.
*lindsey vonn did an amazing job with the downhill. and she won! she was so happy, she started crying. but after all the injuries she'd been through, she deserved a little crying in celebration. sadly, she didn't when the gold in her other event, but her best friend did, so that's good.
*the visa commercials about the olympic athletes give me chills (and maybe make me tear up) everytime they come on.

3. on friday, i was teaching my kiddos about david and goliath. we were talking about how brave david was and how God was with him and is always with us. one of the boy's middle names is david, and we pointed that out to him. he got excited and said: "yeah, so i can be just like him!!" why, yes, yes you can :)

4. one of my kiddos is russian. he speaks russian at home and it's only been in the last year or so that he's fully grasped the english language. anyway, he kind of looks like fievel from an american tail. and because of the russian he speaks, he has the same accent as fievel sometimes. every now and then, i'll call him "my little mousekewitz". i did it the other day while i was talking to him during nap, before the kids who don't sleep went to the quiet room. he looked at me and said, "don't call me that. it's soo funny and i'll laugh. i'll be too loud and wake everyone up!"

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