Aruba, Jamaica

You may think Aruba is a small island in the Caribbean. But you're wrong: Aruba is my infant daughter. Or so Elliot says. He's been calling her Aruba for quite awhile. I expanded the nickname to "Aruba, Jamaica." Then, I taught Elliot "Kokomo." And this is what we now sing to Ruby to make her happy.

Two anecdotes about my children and Ruby. The other day, Ruby was fussing, I was tired, so I took a time out from her and laid her down on Elliot's bed, under the ceiling fan (she loves to watch ceiling fans). Ruby quieted down, in awe of the ceiling fan, and I told Dottie to watch her while I did the dishes. I came back a few minutes later to check on the girls, and what did I see? Dottie having a family home evening lesson with Ruby. She had a picture of Jesus in the Americas from the Gospel Art Kit, and she was telling Ruby about Jesus. So sweet.
This is Dottie, playing a General Conference game this weekend. She lasted about a half hour. At first, she was really into it. She kept on saying, "Turn it up, Mommy!" Because she wanted to be sure to hear every word so she could win the game. But she gave up.

Elliot during conference: eating a banana on his bed.

In the car this week, Elliot told me, "I can't wait for Ruby to grow up so I can share my toys with her and she can share her toys with me." Another sweet moment from one of my children.

One more: last night, during Priesthood session, I had to put the kids to bed by myself. Overwhelmed with a tired infant, I put Dottie to work. She put a diaper on Elliot (yes, we're having nighttime pottying issues), his jammies on, and even read him stories. By the time she was done, I had Ruby somewhat settled, so I was able to brush their teeth and get them to bed. I'm grateful I have a child old enough to help!