Sabra saying Good Job

Seriously I think she came out with her very own agenda :)

I say good job to her but she will color for a bit then just yell it, its quite entertaining hehe.

What an amazing little girl!

Happy October!!

Here was the group of us that came over for conference.

Sabra is getting ready for Halloween!

She is growing so fast and learning new words constantly!

She eats like it is going out of style and truly loves her sister!

We visit Grandma Cleyone often and she cries almost every time we leave.

Odette, and I were sick for about two weeks, throwing up and stuff coming out the other end as well. . .she was so patient and loving when she knew I needed to Hold Odette because she wasn't feeling well.

We had a group of the Singles over here for the 179th General Conference. It was great to be able to share what we were learning from the prophets. We ate awesome food. I made a pork roast with a cinnamon rub and some peas with dill. everyone brought something, pasta salad, rolls, fruit salad, mashed potatoes and gravy and even dessert, and drinks.

I printed off some things from lds.org with a picture of each of the speakers and some writing space by each one so we could take notes. There were so many inspiring and great speakers. It was awesome to be able to hang out with other people in the church and discuss our thoughts and observations, but we mainly listened and took notes.

Lawn Care and Gardening and the like

Sabra seems to enjoy watering more than I do. . .weeds are something that is quite a pain . . . she waters, I weed. . . .I planted a hummingbird and flower garden but we are still waiting for those flowers to grow.

I had a Zucchini plant that was growing in a pot right on my deck and the 102 degree weather killed it!

I thought this poem was quite telling. . .

Flower in the Crannied Wall

Flower in the crannied wall

I pluck you out of the crannies,

I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,

Little Flower--but if I could understand

What you are, root and all, and all in all,

I should know what God and Man is.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

June 10--Miss Odette's 7th Amazing Birthday

Well, I truly cannot believe my sweet daughter is Seven. . . .well I know Heavenly Father has big plans for her. . .I am blessed to be her Mom!

We had a party with her kindergarten class and a party with grandma's aunts and cousins at the carousel. . . then we had another one with friends.

She definitely deserved every moment of every one.

I really like this poem. . .

A Little Prayer

That I may not in blindness grope,

But that I may with vision clear

know when to speak a word of hope

Or add a little wholesome cheer.

That tempered winds may softly blow

Where little children, thinly clad,

Sit dreaming, when the flame is low,

Of comforts they have never had.

That through the year which lies ahead

No heart shall ache, no cheek be wet,

For any word that i have said

or profit I have tried to get.

S.E. Kiser

New Skirts & 1 Corinthians 13:1-3

I am learning to sew. . .and have sewn 2 skirts for each of the girls. . .I am working on more. . .and maybe even shirts which match? (hehe)Will load pictures :)

The day to day routine has slightly changed. . .Ashley ahs left us and its me and the girls each morning which has been so much fun. . .

Sabra is talking a mile a minute. . .pointing chattering about everything under the sun. . .her favorite newest word is up.

This is one of my newest favorite scriptures 1 Corinthians 13:1-3

If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love I havebecome a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.

And if I give all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but do not have love, it profits me nothing.

1 Corinthians 13:1-3

Thursdays And Chris G.

Here is our amazing Occupational Therapist, Chris Graden. She comes and does craft projects with Odette as well as play computer games with switches.

Saturdays!

Grandma Cleyone and Grandma Vickie come and visit and play while I run errands and finish household organization projects. Thank heaven for Grandmas. . .I am lucky my kids have such great ones! I miss mine dearly.

I found this poem, my mother would sing it to us whenever we would go to my Dad's parents house in Eugene. . . it was a great old farm.

Over the river and through the woods
To grandmother;s house we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh,
Through the white and drifted snow.

Over the river and through the woods,
Oh, how the wind doth blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose
As over the ground we go.

Over the river and through the woods,
Now grandmother's house I spy!
Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!

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