Simple

Cole's prayer tonight:

"Thank you for God, Thank you for the moon, Thank you for the fan."

I can appreciate that. 

Good Stuff

Who is this masked man with the big brown eyes?

It's Cole!


Today we took Scott's power chair to have some repairs in Salt Lake.  Scott, Cole, Grace & I headed inside to drop the chair off.  This place was full of power chairs (mostly Jazzy's).  Cole immediately hopped on one and began turning the steering device.  Then he looks at me and says,

"Mom will you buy me one?"

What!  "No Cole I won't".

"Please Mom, me haunt one."

"No Cole, they cost too much money".

"Pretty please Mom, me be a good boy."

"Cole, they're for people who can't walk".

"Me can't walk Mom, me scratched my leg."

Of course he had people in the place just laughing.  It was as if he was in Wal-Mart asking for candy, not in National Mobility begging for a Jazzy!

After they fixed the wrong wheel, that Scott had been waiting for 3 months to have replaced, we ordered the correct wheel and headed for home.  Good times.  It reminded me of how Doctor's write "THIS ONE" on the correct limb that needs operated on and such.  I should've had my sharpie and written on the correct wheel I guess. 

 So, on the way home Scott asks me to stop by one of his old favorite haunts- Maverick- and buy him one of his old favorite lunches- a burrito.  He asks for 2 of the burritos with the green sticker on them.  I searched and found what I thought compared to that and bought 2 of them, with much reluctance.  You see, this thing was called "The Bomb".  Does that even sound like something your digestive track is going to appreciate, let alone your wife!?  I said to the kind clerk, "This isn't right", as I plopped those things down on the counter.  Scott smiled as I handed them over and told me he only needed one of "The Bomb's" and that would've been sufficient.  Ah well, here's to bombing it tomorrow too! Yippee!

This is just a little picture to show you what can happen to a small unsuspecting baby when her big sister gets a hold of her, and the bassinet, and some cheap flowers.  

Grace had her 2 month check up and now weighs in at 10 pounds 7 ounces. She's in the 30th percentile for her weight, 75% for her height and 50% for her head.  That's the Browning mold.   

Have a great day!

On this day 4 years ago...

" I've been in the surgery waiting room since 11:30 a.m. It's 4:40 now.  They call every hour and a half and give us updates.  I've gotten 3 and they just tell you that surgery is going well.  Mom came around 12:30 and brought this journal and my book To Draw Closer to God.  She bought me a sandwich and rubbed my feet.  After she left I slept for 1/2 hour then decided to write and  take some pictures. Scott's Grandma Dorothy and Michael arrived.  Terri's with the kids and Karen is going to take them to dinner and swimming.  I'll keep waiting and praying. "

From my journal

It's odd to read back over my journal, and painful.  We've come so far, and yet there's so far left to go.  Scott held Grace for me so I could get ready for bed the other night.  She was screaming.  As I washed my face I could hear him quietly saying, "You're okay Grace.  You're okay." She just kept right on screaming, but he never quit trying to quietly soothe her.  "What patience! ", I thought.  This challenge has definitely brought out some of Scott's best qualities, and some of my flaws.  I remember sitting at my dining room table talking to Terri one day and sobbing, asking how could I live a life like this?  What if things never got better? I doubted that I could do it.  I had so much learning and growing to do, I still do.  

The most difficult part has been to accept the will of God in my life and remember that he has a plan. " Be still and know that I am God".  

Scott is not a quitter, and he doesn't put limits on himself.  He pushes forward and challenges himself and finds happiness by meeting those challenges.   

We've been talking about unity a lot in our ward, Stake, and with our home teachers.  Challenges have the ability to unify a family, a ward,  a Stake, if everyone does their part.  If everyone has charity in their hearts and looks for ways to lighten the overall burden.  I feel so much love for my ward and neighbors and for my family and Scott's.  I think this is because when we had our most difficult times and felt our lowest and weakest these people were there as God's hands lifting us, pushing us forward, loving us better. I felt so unified with all these people who were an answer to my prayers, and I still feel that unity.  I still read little notes I was given, and go through my journal to remind myself of all the love and goodness in this world.  And to remember that we can be an answer to someone's prayers.

Happy Anniversary Scotty! 

Aidan aka Mr. Personality

Aidan turned 6 on Wednesday.  He keeps things happy around here.  I love his smile and his happy-go-lucky approach to things. He got a Nerf sword, black Spiderman costume, Wii game, and a puzzle and he was thrilled.  He wears that costume daily and sneaks around the house on all fours.  He's well known for his quirky comments.  The most recent one was this, "I know why Jesus made snow Mom."  "Why, Aidan?"  "Because he wanted kids to be able to do something besides just sit in their houses. "  

Love that boy.

 

farmers, fur, foreign objects

We drove past a farmer working on his fence today.  He had a little chihuahua running around his feet.  Hmm?  Not exactly my idea of a fine farm dog.  

I think there is good fur and tacky fur.  I don't like real fur, but if you're going to wear some fur I think it needs to look like it may be real fur.  Red and blue are simply NOT real colors fur would be, okay.  

Binh made some fantastic wonton soup and also some potstickers.  Trouble is, the ground beef she bought at Smith's was laden with little bits of bones.  Those'll hurt your teeth.  bummer.