Gavin started doing an army crawl a few weeks ago. The other day we found him stuck in this predicament.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Basic Training
Gavin started doing an army crawl a few weeks ago. The other day we found him stuck in this predicament.
Laughter is the best medicine
Jhonny to Jessica over breakfast before school: What are you wearing?
Jess: (shrugs and looks at her clothes)
Jhonny: That's not what I picked out for you.
Jess: I know.
Jhonny: So you lied; you really CAN get dressed by yourself?
Tense Pause
Me: Well, Jessica there just one thing to say
Jess: (looking at me quizzically)
Me: April FOOLS, Dad!!
Jess: (shrugs and looks at her clothes)
Jhonny: That's not what I picked out for you.
Jess: I know.
Jhonny: So you lied; you really CAN get dressed by yourself?
Tense Pause
Me: Well, Jessica there just one thing to say
Jess: (looking at me quizzically)
Me: April FOOLS, Dad!!
Up! Up! Up!
Space Race:
Spaceboy goes up!
Lily goes up!
Spaceboy goes up! up!
Lily goes up! up!
Spaceboy goes up! up! up!
Lily goes up! up! up!
Lily: up! up! up!
Me: Which is the word up?
Lily: (standing and reaching up to the ceiling) UP!
Me: No, on the page, Lily. Which word is up?
Lily: Lily goes up! up! up!
Me: Here is the word up. See U-P.
Lily: I pee?
Me: No, U-P.
Lily: I pee in here? (pointing to "Lily's" spaceship)
Me: No, the word up is spelled U-P.
Lily: I pee? I'm potty trained.
Me: Ha! ha! ha! The WORD up is spelled U-P.
Lily: Ha! ha! ha! It's funny when you say pee!
Crazy awesome week
I got a lot out of conference today. I heard so many messages reiterating things that have been on my mind these past few months and it was nice to be affirmed in my thoughts and feelings. . .
1. Service - just do it. It's good for you especially when it's not convenient.
2. Temple Service - set a goal to go on a regular basis.
3. Trials - Joy in the journey - faith offers hope and no room for doubt and fear.
4. Home - a place of refuge - I need to work on this one a little more for my children's sake.
5. Provident Living - take advantage of the little extra now to prepare for the future when there may be a lot less resources to go around.
6. Member missionary work - What am I waiting for? Invite, invite, invite. . .
This past week I got to get back into my calling and go help a little more. It felt good to have the energy to do my work and serve. Even getting up at 4:45am to get a sister to the bus station was a blessing too complicated to explain. I hope others that sacrificed to help also felt the blessings of their service.
I've enjoyed attending the temple monthly this year. I felt the impression to make it a new year's resolution and so far I've done better than I have in the past couple of years since we moved here. It's hard to go from a 5 minute to a 2 hour commute, but I'm resolved to get it done. I loved what Elder Scott had to say about Temple service today and I just have to say - AMEN.
Another thought on that subject - With my husband unemployed I was a little concerned about how to continue to pay for that trip once a month, right? Well it hasn't been an issue yet. Last week when I went, 2 people gave me money for "gas". Or so they said. I had run an errand for one (Less than a mile trip to the store) and took a child to school for the other (again - less than a mile trip). Between the two of them I got more than enough to pay for my gas to go to the temple. I thought it odd that both when I tried to turn down the money said, "Well, just take it for gas." When I went to fill up my tank to make the trip to the temple at the end of that week it was just under what I had recieved from my two benefactors. Coincidence? I think not.
The rest of the above are just some other goals on my mind that I need to put into action. Nice to have the extra push from the brethren. I really liked what my sister said a while back in her blog about REALLY doing what the Spirit impresses upon you during conference - not just thinking about it. I truly have seen some amazing blessings in my life just from applying their counsel even though it took me way out of my comfort zone. I challenge you to do the same. Pick something that impressed you and focus on it to really apply it over the next six months. See if you aren't blessed by your efforts.
1. Service - just do it. It's good for you especially when it's not convenient.
2. Temple Service - set a goal to go on a regular basis.
3. Trials - Joy in the journey - faith offers hope and no room for doubt and fear.
4. Home - a place of refuge - I need to work on this one a little more for my children's sake.
5. Provident Living - take advantage of the little extra now to prepare for the future when there may be a lot less resources to go around.
6. Member missionary work - What am I waiting for? Invite, invite, invite. . .
This past week I got to get back into my calling and go help a little more. It felt good to have the energy to do my work and serve. Even getting up at 4:45am to get a sister to the bus station was a blessing too complicated to explain. I hope others that sacrificed to help also felt the blessings of their service.
I've enjoyed attending the temple monthly this year. I felt the impression to make it a new year's resolution and so far I've done better than I have in the past couple of years since we moved here. It's hard to go from a 5 minute to a 2 hour commute, but I'm resolved to get it done. I loved what Elder Scott had to say about Temple service today and I just have to say - AMEN.
Another thought on that subject - With my husband unemployed I was a little concerned about how to continue to pay for that trip once a month, right? Well it hasn't been an issue yet. Last week when I went, 2 people gave me money for "gas". Or so they said. I had run an errand for one (Less than a mile trip to the store) and took a child to school for the other (again - less than a mile trip). Between the two of them I got more than enough to pay for my gas to go to the temple. I thought it odd that both when I tried to turn down the money said, "Well, just take it for gas." When I went to fill up my tank to make the trip to the temple at the end of that week it was just under what I had recieved from my two benefactors. Coincidence? I think not.
The rest of the above are just some other goals on my mind that I need to put into action. Nice to have the extra push from the brethren. I really liked what my sister said a while back in her blog about REALLY doing what the Spirit impresses upon you during conference - not just thinking about it. I truly have seen some amazing blessings in my life just from applying their counsel even though it took me way out of my comfort zone. I challenge you to do the same. Pick something that impressed you and focus on it to really apply it over the next six months. See if you aren't blessed by your efforts.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The kids are quiet - tucked in bed. Jhonny hasn't woken up from his nap and knowing how he's stayed up late almost every night last week - he's probably out for the night as well. So I'm here alone - listening to some beautiful music on kzion.com and reflecting upon my beautiful Sunday.
It was kind of a change from the norm for me. I missed my regular meetings as I dealt with what a counselor might call a crisis situation. It's been a while since I've had to rely on my counseling skills. It was like putting on a familiar pair of gloves.
It's ironically an amazing experience to watch someone go from dispair to hope in minutes as you point out what they are blinded to but desperately want to believe and just need someone to affirm and reaffirm to them with more confidence than they feel in themselves at the moment.
Most importantly I have such a testimony of the atonement. It doesn't matter WHAT has occured, or will occur in someone's life - no matter how horrific, the atonement covers it ALL. There is healing in HIS wings. There is a balm in Gilead. HIS love is amazing. HIS understanding is incredible. We are SO blessed to have a knowledge of Christ's atoning sacrifice on our behalf and that through it, we may be healed of our wounds, forgiven for our worst or most petty sins, and comforted of our affirmities and trials.
Perhaps because of my simple faith in this miraculous gift, I know that there is hope for anything. I remember once as I listened to yet another unbelievable story, I thought I was stumped and I wouldn't be able to find it - and in that moment inspiration came from above. Even in a seemingly impossible situation, the Lord showed me there was hope - a way out.
I'm convinced that if we so choose it, there is ALWAYS hope. And because I know this - not just believe it, but know it, I don't mind putting on those gloves or wearing that hat. There is nothing more upsetting than knowing someone might not be able to find the hope when I might have helped turn their heart in the right direction.
I love my Savior. Where would we be without Him? Sundays are so nice. I love leaving the world behind and just being here, listening to music about the Savior and feeling the peace and comfort of the Spirit all around with no interference from TV or other worldly distractions. I LOVE SUNDAYS! Don't you? Ahhh. I wish everyone could feel this way.
It was kind of a change from the norm for me. I missed my regular meetings as I dealt with what a counselor might call a crisis situation. It's been a while since I've had to rely on my counseling skills. It was like putting on a familiar pair of gloves.
It's ironically an amazing experience to watch someone go from dispair to hope in minutes as you point out what they are blinded to but desperately want to believe and just need someone to affirm and reaffirm to them with more confidence than they feel in themselves at the moment.
Most importantly I have such a testimony of the atonement. It doesn't matter WHAT has occured, or will occur in someone's life - no matter how horrific, the atonement covers it ALL. There is healing in HIS wings. There is a balm in Gilead. HIS love is amazing. HIS understanding is incredible. We are SO blessed to have a knowledge of Christ's atoning sacrifice on our behalf and that through it, we may be healed of our wounds, forgiven for our worst or most petty sins, and comforted of our affirmities and trials.
Perhaps because of my simple faith in this miraculous gift, I know that there is hope for anything. I remember once as I listened to yet another unbelievable story, I thought I was stumped and I wouldn't be able to find it - and in that moment inspiration came from above. Even in a seemingly impossible situation, the Lord showed me there was hope - a way out.
I'm convinced that if we so choose it, there is ALWAYS hope. And because I know this - not just believe it, but know it, I don't mind putting on those gloves or wearing that hat. There is nothing more upsetting than knowing someone might not be able to find the hope when I might have helped turn their heart in the right direction.
I love my Savior. Where would we be without Him? Sundays are so nice. I love leaving the world behind and just being here, listening to music about the Savior and feeling the peace and comfort of the Spirit all around with no interference from TV or other worldly distractions. I LOVE SUNDAYS! Don't you? Ahhh. I wish everyone could feel this way.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
. . .on a pillow of blue bonnets. . .
It sounds good to me.
I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly
I wanna sleep on the hard ground
In the comfort of your arms
On a pillow of bluebonnets
In a blanket made of stars
Oh it sounds good to me I said
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
I wanna walk and not run
I wanna skip and not fall
I wanna look at the horizon
And not see a building standing tall
I wanna be the only one
For miles and miles
Except for maybe you
And your simple smile
Oh it sounds good to me
Yes it sounds so good to me
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
I said I wanna touch the earth
I wanna break it in my hands
I wanna grow something wild and unruly
Oh it sounds so good to me
Cowboy take me away
Fly this girl as high as you can
Into the wild blue
Set me free oh I pray
Closer to heaven above and
Closer to you closer to you
Closer to you
Cowboy take me away.
Closer to you
Monday, March 23, 2009
ER
What a night in the ER. After we put the kids to bed last night, I started to really lose the baby. After 2 1/2 hours of straight bleeding and passing clots, I gave up trying to figure out which golf ball or baseball size clot of the twenty or so (I lost count) could have been the embryo and starting wondering when it was going to slow down. I called the doctor concerned that this was a bit extensive. Two more hours later I stood up and came very close to passing out. So a little after midnight, my neighbor graciously came over to stay with the sleeping oblivious kids while Jhonny drove me to the hospital in Bryan.
They admitted me right away ahead of two other patients who were in line ahead of me. After taking more blood for tests which made me really feel whoosy and getting a sonogram to see what was left (honestly I didn't think there could be anything left after everything I lost), I was poked and prodded and it was determined that I needed a DNC to stop the bleeding. As they explained it to me, there must have been some tissue left which was causing me to continue bleeding beyond normal.
They finally rolled me out of the ER and into a day stay room where I was prepped for surgery. The best part came when they gave me anethesia that put me to sleep. I was SOOO tired after a long night of waking up every ten minutes or so. It felt like I slept for hours although it was probably only 2 or so. After a while, they discharged me and my sleepy husband drove me home after stopping for some much needed breakfast!
The kids are a little sad to hear that the baby is gone, but other than that I'm doing MUCH better after a couple hours of sleep. Thanks to everyone for your prayers and well wishes. I appreciate everyone's concern on our behalf and willingness to help out.
I'm optomistic about the future and happy to have my body back for a while longer.
They admitted me right away ahead of two other patients who were in line ahead of me. After taking more blood for tests which made me really feel whoosy and getting a sonogram to see what was left (honestly I didn't think there could be anything left after everything I lost), I was poked and prodded and it was determined that I needed a DNC to stop the bleeding. As they explained it to me, there must have been some tissue left which was causing me to continue bleeding beyond normal.
They finally rolled me out of the ER and into a day stay room where I was prepped for surgery. The best part came when they gave me anethesia that put me to sleep. I was SOOO tired after a long night of waking up every ten minutes or so. It felt like I slept for hours although it was probably only 2 or so. After a while, they discharged me and my sleepy husband drove me home after stopping for some much needed breakfast!
The kids are a little sad to hear that the baby is gone, but other than that I'm doing MUCH better after a couple hours of sleep. Thanks to everyone for your prayers and well wishes. I appreciate everyone's concern on our behalf and willingness to help out.
I'm optomistic about the future and happy to have my body back for a while longer.
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