Today at mass, a woman was receiving the hat trick of baptism, first communion and confirmation. She’s fresh from Iraq–I don’t know the whole story, but there was a man there translating for her. Honey was quite confused as to what was going on. I tried to explain as best as I could, but she just couldn’t get it. Then she says to me, "Is it because it’s Leap Day?"
Oh, aren’t children funny?
Happy 17th Birthday, Aunt Judith!!!! The children were quite puzzled by how you could be Ben’s aunt yet only 17. Brother was the most puzzled. They spent a good amount of time mulling it over–it was blessedly silent during this time at dinner.
We hope you have a great day!! I wish I had a picture to post but it’s bringing to the forefront how I need to get more pictures of our relatives.
Gramma visited us for a few days a couple of weeks ago. I kept forgetting to take pictures, but finally rememberd to bring the camera on our outing to the Mayborn Museum. Here are some pictures from that trip. The museum is part natural history and part children’s.
All in all a good day was had by all. I was exhausted by it, but the kids had a great deal of energy. One of my favorite exhibits is the mammoth exhibit. A big group of mammoth bones were found somewhere in Waco. The theory is that there was a big storm and the herd was caught in the mud and couldn’t escape.
This boy was taken from his family and all he’s familiar with because the government did not agree with the family’s treatment plan. I’m not very political, but I do think the government needs to butt out. He’s not a criminal, he has autism.
Editing grammar mistakes; I’m very upset for this family.
After that last whiny post, I decided to just buckle down and finish our tax return. It’s done and it’s e-filed. Okay, I feel a teeny tiny bit better. Baby steps, right?
Yesterday, I made an appointment for Honey at the Pediatric Clinic on post (most people call it a base, but in the Army, it’s called a post). I was so happy to have been able to make an appointment immediately instead of having to call back day after day for one.
Well, Ben came home and I discovered the reason: the Vice President was in town and attending a ceremony. Most of the post would be shut down. Ugh. I was in a panic because I only know one way to the clinic. Luckily, I remembered that my friend lives in a housing area close to the clinic. Whew! I found a way to the clinic. I left early to avoid the traffic jams at the gates (the main ones were closed). Well, it was not busy at all. The commanders of the soldiers not involved in the ceremony told them to come in later.
Things like this used to not bother me that much. Lately, though, it seems everything is magnified. It’s been a particularly difficult Lent for me and I have to admit to wanting this time over.
Oh, Honey’s appointment went well. She’s fine.
Please pray for this little girl.
Every Saturday morning, I take Honey to ballet class and then we go to the commissary for grocery shopping. Here’s what transpired on our short walk from the car to the commissary:
Honey: Mommy, you’re lucky.
Me: I am?
Honey: Yes. You get to spend the whole morning with just me.
Indeed, I am, sweet girl.
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My dear little girl, Sister,
I know it’s hard to learn you’ve not been invited to a birthday party. It’s not a mark against you. I know it’s a hard lesson to learn. I wish I could say that it stops being bothersome the older you get, but I’d be lying. Even as an adult, it hurts to be left out. I think it’s human nature.
Please know, my sweet girl, that you are a wonderful young lady. It’s a pleasure to be your mother. And, they’re missing out on having a fun filled night with you. 😉
Love, Your Mother
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