First off, my lack in posting is due to the fact that I am head of a girls camp that is in two weeks and am prepping for that...
Anyway, lately, I have just been enjoying watching Emma Jane. She is so tender. She loves to play mother or teacher or just try to help. She really does just soak up everything I say and just repeat it back to CJ. "CJ that makes Jesus so sad when you hit" or "CJ, do you know Jesus loves you?" She really is CJ's second mother. I saw this again yesterday while I was cutting CJ's hair. Hair cutting time is a very painful process. CJ is just screaming the whole time. You would think I was torturing him, so needless to say, I do not like this process. Anyway, the whole time, Emma Jane kept trying to comfort him. She would say "It is going to be okay" or "you can have icecream after", "that would make you happy, right?" or "you're okay." You could tell that it pained her to see him like that, and that she was trying so hard to make him feel better.
Kids sure are the epitome of Christ-like. They are so forgiving and so loving. Lately I have been feeling like I am the student, and they are teaching me.
Here's to you kid! Here's Emma Jane doing what she loves--exploring the outdoors!
Because it's such a big deal, we actually started a day early on Quattro de Mayo at the beach with our good friends Avery and Judd. Okay, so technically it's not a beach, it's sand at a lake, but you "get what you get and you don't get upset." The kids loved it.
On the actual Cinco de Mayo, we celebrated the Mexicans' victory over Napolean III with a trip to the National Guard to see the helicopter and planes that according to Emma Jane "don't fwy anymore, they're just stuck."
side note: I happened upon this the other day when I had to do something with the kids to get them out of the house while Courtney recovered from a headache. We went to watch airplanes land and take off. Then I traveled up the road a few miles and ran into a cool little park with five retired planes and helicopters. The kids could not have been more excited so we took them back today. Nothing says Happy Mexican Independence Day like U.S. planes!(i know it's not their real independence day, but getting rid of Napolean/the French must have felt like freedom)
side note two: can we just do like the Mexicans and call for a moratorium on paying off our debts to other countries for two years and see what the Chinese do?
Nobody is there and there are no rules posted, so of course I put the kids up on the wings and on top of the bombs and tried to open every door. I don't know that I will ever overcome the curious child in me.
Nothing says victory like a bomb between your legs.
We capped it off with dinner at our favorite Mexican Restaurant, La Bamba. Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!!!!!
"Mom, thank you so much for making this delicious meal."--CJ
When I was teary:
"Don't worry. I'm here. Do you want me to sing you a song? Twinkle, twinkle..." --Emma Jane
In a prayer:
"And, Heavenly Father, we miss you, (pause) and we miss Nana too." -- Emma Jane
In looking at a photo of Carl when he was at school:
"I miss you."--CJ
Families Can Be Together Forever
My Favorite Quotes Right Now
"As a mother, my job is to take care of what is possible and trust God with the impossible." --Ruth Bell Graham
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us." -- Helen Keller