Thankful Me

I am so thankful for my little "H". Hudson is like a baby sparrow...so small, so sweet. Because he is the youngest in his family, if he wants to be heard he has to make a little noise. I love this little guy!

Thankful Me

I am thankful for sweet Gracie. I am also grateful for a loving son who gets to raise this beautiful baby girl. I loved the General Conference talk given by Elaine S. Dalton, Love Her Mother. That is every mother's wish for her grown children.

Thankful Me

I'm so grateful that our newest grand baby, Daniel, is growing and will be able to come home from the NICU soon. He is so precious. As you can see, baby Daniel was transfixed on Grandpa as Grandpa sang lullaby's to him. (Grandpa has the same effect on Grandma!)



I Made It!

I made it 31 days without candy!  See 31 Day Challenge.And if you count today, it's 32 days. WooHoo! I haven't had the least bit of a craving for anything either. Ha! Doesn't mean I won't partake again, but as long as I don't have the desire for it, I'll ride that train.

Thankful Me...

Today is the first day of November. I would like to start this new month by expressing my gratitude for a worthy husband and son-in-law who gave me a Priesthood blessing. Details aren't necessary, but I was in pain, and Heavenly Father heard and answered my prayer. I love my family, and I love our Father in Heaven.

Wanna Play? Pt.2

This is a follow up to my 'Wanna play?' post.
There is a house at the end of my block that has been vacant for a couple of months. A few weeks ago I noticed that the 'For Sale' sign read 'SOLD' across the top. I haven't seen anyone moving in yet, but last night I saw some flood lights in the front room of the house, like maybe they were painting. So I frosted a plate of cookies and enlisted my favorite playmate Ron, to go over there with me. Ok, so I'm a little shy nervous chicken to go alone...there's safety in numbers. We knocked on the door and a woman answered, with a "who are you and what do you want?" look. We introduced ourselves and told her where we live. She then felt comfortable enough to tell us that she didn't live there, it was her parents who would be moving into the house soon. She also let us know she was wary of answering the door at night, when she was alone. We let her know we were happy to have her parents in our neighborhood, and we'd watch out for them. Then we gave her the plate of cookies and said goodnight...Okay, so we didn't ask her to "come out and play". But we did knock on her door, and she was a stranger. And I learned an important lesson... it's much easier to approach strangers if you have a plate of cookies in your hand!

Beautiful Heartbreak - Hilary Weeks - Every Step