I may only have three kids but sometimes it certainly seems like a lot more. Surely it takes more than three kids to make the daily messes around the house that take me forever to clean up. And surely it takes more than three to sound like a herd of elephants running throughout the house. Every night I go to bed feeling like I have watched at least a dozen kids that day.
After our whirlwind trip to Utah and Ohio, it was back to home and running full speed ahead. The very next morning after we had arrived home Sean had a doctor's appointment. Chris had a dentist appointment at the same time, (how does he always do that to me?) so I got to take all three kids to the doctor's.
While in Utah Sean had developed pink eye and Halle caught a cold. (Much better than last year after I left my kids with my mom - three sick kids and Halle ended up in the hospital.) So before entering the doctor's office I warned my kids that they were not to touch the toys or be in the kid's area. They had to sit down in a chair by me and play with something from the diaper bag.
It was probably from being confined in the car for 12 hours the day before, but they were completely bonkers and out of control. They were up and down, skipping, jumping, and being loud. (But I do have to give them credit for not touching the toys.) Sean found some long lost candy in my bag. He ripped the bag open and it spilled all over the floor. Immediately I had a couple of other little kids running towards us - eyes on the candy. I quickly yelled out to their mothers that my little guy had pink eye. Then the mothers immediately took action and grabbed their kids away from my kids.
After trying to settle down my kids one more time we were finally called back into the doctor's office. As we entered the office the nurse looked around and asked, "Is this all your children? I thought you had a couple more! "
"Nope, just these three." Believe me, three are all I need.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Come to the Ohio
Chris and I just got back from visiting the Ohio. Wow, what an experience.
I expected it to be wonderful. Traveling without kids, seeing a historic church site, seeing my in-laws again, being adventurous - all things to make the journey marvelous. But all my expectations were exceeded. It is funny how a trip down to Utah to light fireworks and a quick visit to the small town of Kirtland changed into a remarkable spiritual journey where I feel more connected with my ancestors and with the early saints and how that has totally strengthened and given more depth to my testimony.
All I can say is everyone needs to do it!!!! This was the right time for me in my life to be able to take all these things in and relate it to my own experiences in life.
Ohio was amazing. As I tell everyone - I am a visual learner. If I can't see it or touch it - it just doesn't make sense to me. All those stories from Sunday School and Seminary finally came together and became solidly real to me. To walk down the street where the prophet Joseph Smith and his sweet wife, Emma, walked. To see how the early pioneers of America lived. To see the sacrifice of so many to further the gospel along - it is so amazing.
Most magnificent of all was the Kirtland Temple. It may not be a dedicated house of worship at the moment (still owned by the Community of Christ Church and rented out for what ever occasions) it is still a house of God. You can feel the dedication of every saint who sweated and labored and cared for the temple. As one of the quotes says (somewhere on the tour) that it stands as a silent witness of the dedication and testimony of the saints - who knew the gospel of Jesus Christ had once again been restored to the earth and knew that Joseph Smith was called of God to be a prophet.
I expected it to be wonderful. Traveling without kids, seeing a historic church site, seeing my in-laws again, being adventurous - all things to make the journey marvelous. But all my expectations were exceeded. It is funny how a trip down to Utah to light fireworks and a quick visit to the small town of Kirtland changed into a remarkable spiritual journey where I feel more connected with my ancestors and with the early saints and how that has totally strengthened and given more depth to my testimony.
All I can say is everyone needs to do it!!!! This was the right time for me in my life to be able to take all these things in and relate it to my own experiences in life.
Ohio was amazing. As I tell everyone - I am a visual learner. If I can't see it or touch it - it just doesn't make sense to me. All those stories from Sunday School and Seminary finally came together and became solidly real to me. To walk down the street where the prophet Joseph Smith and his sweet wife, Emma, walked. To see how the early pioneers of America lived. To see the sacrifice of so many to further the gospel along - it is so amazing.
Most magnificent of all was the Kirtland Temple. It may not be a dedicated house of worship at the moment (still owned by the Community of Christ Church and rented out for what ever occasions) it is still a house of God. You can feel the dedication of every saint who sweated and labored and cared for the temple. As one of the quotes says (somewhere on the tour) that it stands as a silent witness of the dedication and testimony of the saints - who knew the gospel of Jesus Christ had once again been restored to the earth and knew that Joseph Smith was called of God to be a prophet.
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