IT'S MILLER TIME

Lucy is what I would call a runner, as in, when she sees an opening, she runs. When someone comes to the front door she darts out and I end up chasing her down the street. If I let go of her hand for even one second in the grocery store parking lot she takes off and I end up chasing her like a mad women around the parking lot. Her favorite place to run is at church. I'm not sure a Sunday has gone by that I don't chase her up to the pulpit in my heels, or have to find where she's at because she has disappeared under someone elses' bench. Once, Sean actually did a full lap around the chapel trying to catch her. Well today we had Stake Conference, a parents nightmare.  I finally took her and Olive out so she could get some wiggles out. She proceeded to run two full laps around the Regional Center (for those that are not familiar with the building it has a huge round walkway around the perimeter of the building) with me chasing her, Olive on my hip. She finally found a fun wheelchair ramp that leads right back into the chairs and ran all the way across the building before I even made it out of the wheelchair ramp tunnel. Lucky for me my wonderful neighbor played defense and finally grabbed her for me. Needless to say, I was exhausted.

So I'm putting this out there on behalf of all Mom's of "runners", please, please, do not just stop and giggle as you see us chasing our children. I know it looks hilarious to see a grown women in heels and a pencil skirt with a baby in her arms try to chase a toddler running at top speeds yelling "try and get me", I get it, it's funny. It's also extremely frustrating, exhausting, and in some cases scary. At times I was barely keeping up with her, what would have happened if I lost her around a corner? There were hundreds of people in the building. Lucky for me she probably would end up on the stage so she would be easy to track down but it's a scary feeling having your child almost slip out of you reach in a crowd. I guarantee you that no Mom will be upset with anyone that slows their "runner" down, or best yet, stops them. Come on people, help a Mother out. Please! 

I always worry a little bit about bragging too much about my kids but when they're this awesome how can I resist? We had parent teacher conferences at school this past week and got to hear all about how she is doing in school. Sean and I just sit there like total dorks who can't wipe the goofy smiles off our faces because we are so proud of her. I wonder if I will ever get sick of hearing how awesome she is? She is doing so well in school, just like I knew she would. She is reading so well. I can't even describe the feeling of listening to her read all by herself, it's amazing. She loves all the new friends she is making, and is even getting marriage proposals :) We are just so happy to have Izzy in our family. We love her sweet spirit, her kind words, and her hard work. Keep it up Iz!!

Last night when I was leaving the gym I had this pang of loneliness hit me and started missing my sisters terribly. As a mother I often find that even though I am surrounded by the three cutest, most entertaining little princesses all day I get lonely, am I the only one?  My sisters use to fill that void but they are all gone, they should come back, all of them, and soon. I need someone to go to the gym with, make Costco runs, bake cupcakes and eat too many, and get in arguments with Sean and use logic that only we understand. Miss you guys!