Ah, Young love...

Jesse is in love!  He cannot stop talking about a girl he met at stake conference.

We were singing the rest hymn when he came over and told me he could see the girl he wanted to marry.  He showed her to me.  She was a beautiful young woman who was singing in the combined youth choir. Plum colored dress with a gray sweater over it, sparkly necklace, long, gorgeous blond streaked hair cascading in long curls, long bangs swooping across her face - she looked like she might be 17 or so. He spent most of the meeting gawking at her. 

As we were leaving he kept asking me if we could go find her.  I told her she was leaving with her family.  As we were heading out of the building we came to the open doors of the chapel, and there she was, standing by the doors.  Jesse, made a beeline over to her. So I walked over to her and said " My son saw you singing in the choir and wanted to meet you, would it be ok if he shook your hand. "

She bent down to him and said 'Hi, what is your name?"

"Jesse, I am almost 4," he shyly replied.

She smiled at him and said "My name is Tawny, it is nice to meet you."  She smiled up at me, probably because he was so cute and wouldn't let go of her hand.  So I whispered to her "He told us he wanted to marry you when he gets home from his mission." 

A huge smile spread across her face and she blushed so sweetly and asked, "Did he really say that?"

Jesse answered so innocently, "Yes," with a matching smile on his face.

Tawny said that she was very flattered.  I thanked her for letting him shake her hand and make his day.  She waved to him as we left.

She was so cute and sweet to him.  He is still talking about her.  We have tried to explain to him that by the time he gets home from his mission she will probably be married already, but he will not be dissuaded.

Today as I put him down for his nap, I took him in my arms into a big bear hug and said, "Who do you love?"  to which he replied, "Tawny" with a great big smile.  Silly boy, he usually says 'mama'.

Wish I had a picture of her to show you.

I thought I knew...

You know, there is nothing worse than when I get sick. 

I can handle barfing in the night, sick kids, and husbands, and cleaning carpets, barf buckets, changing sheets and all manner of accidents.  Let's face it over the years I've become a pro at many of these things.  I can usually not even gag when rubbing the back of my barfing child. 

But, when I get sick there is nothing worse.  How do you keep going while not having the energy to do anything?  There's nothing worse than when mom is sick.

This was my opinion until yesterday.  My sister, Heather, called at about 10 am and told me my mom was going to the hospital with a racing heart.  It is definitely worse when grandma is sick. 

After a day full of tests and more tests.  She went home with a 24 hour heart monitor on and a wait and see diagnosis.  She said she felt better today, and that nothing had happened while she has had the monitor on, as of this morning at 8 when I spoke with her. 

A day full of prayers for her was how my day was spent, I can hardly recall much about anything I did.  I was busy, but most of my thoughts were with her.

 

My mom.... I love her and need more time with her.

Fun Hairdo...

Keeley has been letting me do more creative hairstyles on her lately.  Here is one of my favorites.  

Ok, so letting may be interpreted differently by Keeley and myself.  She is mildly tolerating it.  Aubrie won't tolerate me touching her hair for more than helping her blow it dry or putting a small clippy in it.

I can't wait until Andee has more hair to do... : )

Scar...

Our van is home again, finally!  We are so happy to have it home again.  It was nice to have the kids get into it and not yell about their inability to find the seatbelt buckle that someone else may have been sitting on. 

The kids spent most of the time, while driving in the rental van, complaining about how small it was and telling anyone and everyone about how small the van was.

Keeley was very funny.  When we got the van back we were driving down the road and she said "you know, I really did like that van and I'll kind of miss it."

I guess it was funny to me because I have spent the last several weeks, on the way to school in the morning, reminding them that it was nice to have a rental van --that they could walk to school if sitting so close together was so horrible.