We took this little train down the coast. It was fun...now the girls can say they've been on a train! Unfortunately they were more interested with the little cards than the actual train ride.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Fun at the Beach!
Fun in Disneyland
Thursday, November 12, 2009
My Gentle Heart Thinker
Last night I thought I was being such a good mom. I sang the girls a couple bed time songs. I was much better at that with just Eliza but last night was fun. I decided to sing one I used to sing to Eliza every night. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray, you'll never know dear how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away." I went downstairs and a few minutes later she comes crying down the stairs. She said he had a nightmare. Was she even asleep? So, thankfully dad came walking in and saved the day. He took the girls to bed. After he comes and asks me if I sung her a new song. I told him what song it was. Eliza was scared someone was going to come and take her away. Poor little thing! But really what 5 year old can make logical connections like that. I felt bad for her but then got a little impressed that she even made a connection. I have thought about some of those lullabies before... tree tops breaking, down will come baby, ring around the rosy, ashes, ashes.... I'll have to be a little more selective in my nighttime music!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Miracle on Sandcastle
The last couple weeks have been a bit busy. One thing I have been doing is helping this sweet lady in our ward. Karen fell a few weeks ago and thought she broke her arm so I took her to the ER where it was confirmed that she had. Poor thing was in so much pain. Later in the week we took her to a DR who said the sling was perfect for her break and didn't need a cast or anything. Well, things didn't get better and after the weekend she couldn't be reached. Her son called to have me go and check on her. I picked up her visiting teacher and we headed out. I'm so grateful to Debbie for dropping everything and coming. We were able to get Karen on the phone but couldn't get her to unlock the door. After waiting for her for 25 minutes we called 911 and had them come and help. After a bit longer they were able to neatly break into her home. I have no idea what they did but they were fabulous. So... we headed back to the hospital. This time she had to stay for a few days. Her son came down the following weekend to take her home to Utah with him....
Here is the miracle. He had no way of getting her around. Really she couldn't walk and needed a wheelchair even to get to and from the car. He was also concerned about her using the bathroom. My friend Pat had a chair thing that can be used in the bathroom and was delighted to get it out of her house. I went over to pick it up and on the way I see a garage sale on Sandcastle. There was this wheelchair. It was Sunday so I debated for a moment and then decided it was worth at least asking about. The wheelchair was quite old and bulky but it would serve its purpose. After picking up the bathroom chair I got in the van and went to the sale. I pulled up an asked "How much for the wheelchair?" "Oh, sorry, this man just bought it." "Darn, just a minute too late." The other lady there says..."Oh, I have one in my garage, come and have a look."
I crossed the street into the neighbors house. Out come a perfect little chair. It is wonderful! It was little and looked about 50 years newer than the other one. So here I am wheeling and dealing on Sunday...ummm...
"So, how much for the chair."
"$10"
"No problem, let me get it. It is perfect, she just got out of the hospital."
"Oh, is it for an older person?"
"Yes. She just got home the other day and doesn't get around very well."
"Just take it."
"Are you sure? No, take the money."
"No, its fine, God provides for the bigger things in life."
I wanted to jump for joy. A miracle if I've ever seen one. Someone had a need and God did listen! A true miracle!
Here is the miracle. He had no way of getting her around. Really she couldn't walk and needed a wheelchair even to get to and from the car. He was also concerned about her using the bathroom. My friend Pat had a chair thing that can be used in the bathroom and was delighted to get it out of her house. I went over to pick it up and on the way I see a garage sale on Sandcastle. There was this wheelchair. It was Sunday so I debated for a moment and then decided it was worth at least asking about. The wheelchair was quite old and bulky but it would serve its purpose. After picking up the bathroom chair I got in the van and went to the sale. I pulled up an asked "How much for the wheelchair?" "Oh, sorry, this man just bought it." "Darn, just a minute too late." The other lady there says..."Oh, I have one in my garage, come and have a look."
I crossed the street into the neighbors house. Out come a perfect little chair. It is wonderful! It was little and looked about 50 years newer than the other one. So here I am wheeling and dealing on Sunday...ummm...
"So, how much for the chair."
"$10"
"No problem, let me get it. It is perfect, she just got out of the hospital."
"Oh, is it for an older person?"
"Yes. She just got home the other day and doesn't get around very well."
"Just take it."
"Are you sure? No, take the money."
"No, its fine, God provides for the bigger things in life."
I wanted to jump for joy. A miracle if I've ever seen one. Someone had a need and God did listen! A true miracle!
Monday, November 2, 2009
Squeezable!
Is he not the cutest ever? Ok, you don't have to answer but seriously he is scrumptious! This would be his second bath of the day. The first happened because breakfast was so much fun and messy. I even took the opportunity to cut his hair. So handsome! Tonight Eliza was helpful enough to feed him spaghetti while I was out of the room for a moment. She is such a good helper and had the best intentions. He happily played in the water while I washed most of the dinner dishes. He's by far the cutest thing I've had in my sink lately...
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