tired (adj., past tense)-- the state of being at or very near the point of exhaustion; unable to think clearly or move quickly due to over-exertion; in dire need of extended rest. SEE ALSO: Lisa Williams.
Perhaps I exaggerate...but, then again, maybe not.
Friday I went with Dylan to the doctor. Please pray with me that he will get better quickly. Being Robert's oldest child, he remembers more than Daniel and Kaylee. He went into the hospital to see Robert and has not fully come to grips with Robert's death. We got home just a couple of hours before Dylan's Upward Basketball game started (what an awesome program, by the way). That game was over about 7:00 and I headed home with all three kids. Robbie, bless his darling soul, had supper done and bedtime wasn't far away.
Hallelujah!!! They all three slept ALL NIGHT!! At least one...and usually all...get into our bed sometime during the night. But last night they must have all been super tired! Robbie left early this morning to help Daddy, so we had a ZiZi-and-babies day.
Breakfast was the first order of business. Is it true for everyone that whatever food you have is the food nobody wants? Every time we have the kids, they ask for Toaster Struedels. So today, when what I have the most of is Toaster Struedels, what do they want? Grits and eggs. Not a problem, except they want them to be done NOW. Once breakfast was over, we were on to bigger and better things.
Dylan had a couple of projects he wanted to do. He picked out a red garbage can for his room and wanted an Alabama A on it, and he wanted to make Valentine's projects for his teachers. So sweet. So Casey kept Kaylee and Lauren watched Daniel so Dylan and I could work. He was such a good little helper. We had the cricut going and the scissors ready. He made his teachers little flower pots and his garbage can looked AWESOME!
On to gather up the others and outside to play... I believe with all my heart that one of the main ingredients of a great childhood recipe is outside play...even when it's cold. So we bundled up and went out to the arbor. That is such a special place for me. It is the basketball court Mama and Daddy had poured for Robert's 14th birthday. The man who came to pour the concrete took up a lot of time with Robert and let him put his handprint in the wet concrete. He also wrote his name and drew a picture for him. Since Robert is not buried here at our church, the arbor is my place for him. The kids have their toys, we have a swing, and it's a great playing/resting/visiting/thinking place. After a good play, it was time for lunch and a nap. Thank goodness Casey was handy!! It is wonderful having family live so nearby who are so willing to help. She rode them on the golf cart while I fixed lunch.
After nap, back outside. Travis and Casey came up. Travis is a favorite of the boys, and he is so good to come spend time with them. He was one of Robert's best friends, and I think feels a special connection to the kids. They played ball, rode bikes, went to get the mail, and just had a great time. Robbie got back just as we were loading up to go meet Kandace, so he rode with us.
After dropping the kids off, we went to eat and to pick up a few items. Walking around Wal Mart was when I realized how very tired I was. I got just as little as I could get by with! Anyway, I need to get my rest for tomorrow-- Children's Church, lunch with Lauren's and Josh's families, and sewing tomorrow afternoon. Grace's birthday party is next week and we need to get her birthday shirt ready, and I found the cutest knee high socks to make Carsyn some leg warmers. I can't wait to see how those turn out!!
The good news of the week: MONDAY IS A HOLIDAY FOR OUR SCHOOL!!!
Amazing discovery: There are people in Russia and Slovenia reading this blog! I had to get the globe out to find Slovenia...AMAZING!
Funny of the week: After Grace discovered that her sight word but was not the forbidden butt, we had this conversation: ZiZi, I have my leotard for today, but one t I didn't bring my pants to go over them. She actually said the "one t" so I would know she had not been ugly!
Blessing of a lifetime: Having family close enough to see them all the time.
"Few things are more delightful than grandchildren fighting over your lap."
Author: Doug Larson
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