At about 10 minutes til 12:00, We hear from the microphone(which was behind us) "Welcome to Donny's baptized." David wanted to give a talk so badly. Donny was so excited, and did such a good job listening to everybody speak.
Joe and Melanie
Papper, Bree and Donny
Grandma and Mallory
Daddy and Donny
Donny said, "Mom, I look like an Angel, I just don't have wings."
I'm ashamed to admit, that last night I just lay on the couch in defeat. The next month of my life is filled almost to the minute. I felt overwhelmed. I have two weddings to attend (I'm really excited about both of these :) ), one a few states away, Girls Camp for church (with many projects for that to finish), I will be driving to California with the kids, we are taking the kids to Bear World, I keep getting calls for PTA fundraisers, I am PTA President this year so there is the first meeting (and coming up with the agenda for that, which has me feeling a little nervous), I need to meet with our principal still, the first day of school, ballet registration, middle school registration, and to top it all off, the printer wouldn't work. When Ed came home from work he thought he was alone, because it was so quiet. He helped with the printer and labels for Girls Camp, and I felt better. Check one thing off of my list. It occurred to me late last night...
I am a grateful person. I do appreciate when nice things are done for me. I do however, have a "beef" with thank you cards (TYC). Generally, kind acts of service are extended to help one out when one needs help. If one needs help, why do we put that person under all the added stress to give us TYC? It makes me crazy. I owe about 65 TYC from when I was pregnant with Mallory. Most of them I wrote last February. They are all in a pile in a closet. Somewhere. If you are one of these people that feel as though you got the shaft and are without your TYC, please call me and I will dig through the pile and send yours to you. PLEASE NEVER SEND ME A TYC!!!!! I don't want one. I feel obligated to keep them, especially if you are a scrapbooker and took more time to make the card than it took me to make the money to buy your gift. Or more time than it took me to do whatever it was that made you feel compelled to give me a TYC. Just say, "thank you". That is nice. It is goo...
A couple weeks ago I was shopping for Donny. He has grown quite a bit and needed new everything. All the prices were high, and I was even looking on the clearance rack. I thought, "Why can't I find a pair of shorts for $3?" Then, no kidding, the next pair of shorts on the rack were $3! I immediately prayed and thanked God. I knew it was from Him. By small and simple things are great things brought to pass. My testimony of my Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ grew again that day.
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