Kiersten’s Blog

As we all know, there’s not much that starts with the letter X.  I’m sure you’re expecting me to be thankful for xylophones or somebody named Xavier.  Well, I’m not.  I’m thankful for x-ercise.  I’m thinking that’s the way it should be spelled anyway.  I really do love the way I feel after I x-ercise.  The problem is, I can’t get motivated to get to that point.  There was a time in my life where I had a really good routine.  I would get up early, study my scriptures and go to the gym.  That was before I had kids.  Now I get as much sleep as possible before the kids start joining me in bed.  I fully plan on starting my x-ercise regimen again soon.  It’s just a matter of wills and usually the sleep side wins.  Maybe tomorrow.

As we have learned the letter sounds with London, we taught her that X is an end of the word letter, since it’s silly to teach kids that xylophone starts with the letter X when it doesn’t sound like the letter X.  So London told me today that she’s thankful for ox.  She was watching Legacy on Sunday and learned about oxen that pulled the wagons of the pioneers.  She said she’s thankful for ox and that’s all.  But then she told me that she’s thankful for fox and box.  I’ll tell you that she really is thankful for boxes.  Even now, she’s four years old, and still loves to play in boxes.  They can be anything!  Her favorite thing lately is to pretend that she’s a jack-in-the-box.  She sings the song and then pops out of the box.