

Today we started as usual with devotional and then we did some workbook work. I then threw a bag of lunch together so that we could go and meet Darren at 'the door store' to pick up the new door for our school room, which we were able to get, hung, for a 3rd of the price that they wanted every where else we looked and it would have to be special ordered in. It is a beautiful door; just what we were looking for and they had it ready to go for us in 15 minutes, check. The sales lady we delt with even gave us an additional discount as her name is Lael, which we told her is our daughter Emma's middle name. It is not a very common name and she was thrilled to meet Emma. We then headed over to Superstore in search of dance clothes for the girls. I found everything but. I did however pick up the hotdog buns for our Ward corn roast tonight, check. Off we went to the dance studio, which is more expensive but they have what we need. They were closed. Walmart here we come. We found stuff for Noelle and I think that we have enough bits and pieces from Noelle's years past for Emma, check. We popped in McDonald's quickly for an ice cream cone and then off to the library, which by this time, Nya is crying, tired, hungry, hot and teething. I get everyone out of the van and those who go in the stroller in and the rest are sitting on the sidewalk, waiting as I feed Nya her lunch. On the last bite she decides that she needs to sneeze. I am now covered in a sprinkling of orange carrot juice. But she is happy enough to make our entrance into the library. All went well until we were at the self check out, when I pulled the stroller back, not realizing that Tate is standing up in the front. He of course, fell out and banged his neck and head pretty hard and is now screaming pretty hard. We quickly finished with our books and head for the door as a nice librarian comes over to us and hands Tate a very cool book bag for his troubles. Home please, I want to go home now. While driving home, I start to think about what we are going to make for dinner, when I remember about the corn roast, Hallelujah! Nya was put for a nap as soon as we got home and we were able to practice our piano and make a 'seasons' poster to hang up in our school room. I can hear Darren's truck coming up the hill now. I LOVE that sound and I LOVE Fridays; it means that tomorrow is Saturday and I get Darren for 2 whole days, Hallelujah again!
Shelli!
ReplyDeleteSomehow I ended up at this old post, and I just have to comment..
You are so cute! I LOVE the part about Darren's truck and loving the weekend... this might sound silly, but it gives me hope that I will always feel the way I do now (but even better!!) about Spencer.
I can't wait to TALK TO YOU about wife-hood!!
I miss you!