Ugh Oh

"Ugh Oh" is Laurel's new word to say. It's ridiculously cute when she says it. She'll drop something on the floor and say "ugh-oh." It seems an appropriate thing for her to say with our current situation. Jon's pink eye is back...ugh oh. We found asbestos in our house...ugh oh. We might have to rewire the house...ugh oh. Somehow when I hear it in her little voice, it makes everything seem a little brighter, especially when I see her shrugging her shoulders. Her "ugh oh"s help me put things in perspective because they aren't "woe is me, the world is ending" ugh ohs. They are "oops...oh well" ugh ohs. Things are what they are and we get to make decisions in how to respond.

So I've decided to approach things the way she does, with sweet little "ugh oh"s.

Here are a few pictures from our trip...just for fun.

Laurel met Ogopogo...

and got her picture taken with a pig...

and a goat.

It was cold in the mountains...

but Kelowna was beautiful.

And Laurel had fun with her cousin Maddie and Uncle O.