2009 February: Robertson

Greetings,

February has come and (Thankfully) has left without dealing out too much emotional trauma. During the first half of the month we were enjoying extended temperatures of mid to upper forties. It was great. The snow was melting, the sky was inviting, and I thought that the accursed groundhog had messed up for once in its infamous career. Hardly. Overnight the ice storms, blizzards, and arctic winds came and ripped my bliss from me. All I was left with were shattered visions of warmth and a faint ringing in my ears that sounded almost like a spectral rodent that can’t help but seeing his shadow and dragging winter out over and over again.

For some sick joke someone decided to celebrate love during this midget month. I enjoyed the festivities. I cooked dinner for Morgan and the girls – I also cooked breakfast and lunch. I figured that it was a good thing that Valentine’s landed on a Saturday this year so that my family could see me and I could enjoy their company. We had a nice quiet day together as a family and mostly just enjoyed each other’s company – because we could. That weekend, Morgan’s older brother had a birthday so we took a trip to Rochester to celebrate. It was fun to spend time with family. The girls really love going to visit and play with their youngest aunt.

Morgan got to have her first doctor appointment with her pregnancy. She had several blood tests done and all results came back great. She also got to hear the baby’s heart beat for the first time, which was a special moment. As far as we can tell right now, there is only one in there. I hope it stays that way.

Other than the same old same old, I have been running myself mostly ragged with all of my school work. I had an interesting conversation with one of my professors the other day. We had to turn in a paper proposal that day in class – I was the only one in the class that handed it in that day, everyone else asked for an extension on the assignment. I was also fighting a cold that day and that day happened to be my marathon day (Thursday – I am in a classroom from 10 in the morning until 8 in the evening solid with three 10 minute breaks in between my different classes). My professor pointed out that I had been in class for ten hours, I was sick, and I was the only student who handed in the assignment on time – she was impressed. I staggered home, took some cold pills, and was knocked out for several hours. Since then I feel that somewhere in that scenario I deserve bragging rights, so all of you get to hear about it.

That’s the news for us here in Winona, MN where all the women are mild-mannered, all the men are getting by, and all the children are on cell-phones (all the time).

Love,

The Robertsons – Morgan, Kyla, ???, Daria, & Derik

P.S. Jarom received his mission call to the Philadelphia, PA mission. I know Jason - so close and yet so far.