Well, it feels like it should be Saturday already! We've just been running non-stop all week, and I haven't had time to even stop and take a breath. So, I have taken a few minutes here to relax and think about all we've been doing.
The kids and I spent all day Monday running errands and shopping, shopping, shopping. While we were out and about, we were hit by a HUGE storm. There were INCHES of hail on the ground, and water everywhere. It was crazy! So, in the midst of this torrential downpour, the power went out in what seemed like 1/2 of Tucson. I had a really hard time trying to get out of town, because I was really far away fom the freeway, and had to go through tons of intersections with no stoplights or cops directing traffic. So, when we stopped by the train yard to take Andy some doughnuts, we said a little prayer that we could get home safely. Well, we finally got to the freeway when I realized there were no streetlights on the onramp, and this particular onramp was one of those circular ones with almost no distance to merge into traffic. I didn't even realize that I was thinking out loud about how hard it was going to be to get on the freeway until Emma said from the backseat "Mommy, you just gotta have faith, we said our prayer!" I was totally stunned. What a profound thing for a 3 year-old to say! I was so proud, and it was definitely one of those moments in which you manage to just stop and think that you have done something right with your kid after all!
Tuesday was Andrew's 31st birthday, and he wanted to go to Mesa to look at the temple lights. So we packed up the kiddos and made the trip. It was really nice because the weather was still kind of drizzly and there was not hardly anyone there. The only thing that really stunk was that I managed to forget the camera, so I have no pics of this great family tradition. Frank spent all of his time squealing and pointing at the clusters of lights that he called the "fowers". He loved the water too, because all of the lights reflected on the wet sidewalks. It was beautiful, like there were twice as many lights as were really there!
We were able to talk to Emma about the temple, and she is determined to marry her "little prince Frank" there someday. We'll see if he's still the one she wants to marry when she gets older!
Yesterday we got Emma's birthday pictures taken, and I SWEAR that next year I will remember to do it in November, when the whole city is not trying to do Christmas pictures. If I have to wait 2 hours to preview my pictures again, or argue with 1 more photographer about why we do NOT need a Christmas tree in the background of her birthday pics, I will just scream! Oh, having a December birthday is hard. Having 2 in the family is almost more than I can take.
So, tonight I get to go ref for young women's volleyball, and hopefully get to play a little myself. I missed adult volleyball at the church yesterday morning, and I could use a little stress relief.
If I can make it to next week, we'll have Emma's birthday party and get all of that last-minute Christmas stuff done. I really am trying to slow down and remember that we resolved to try and have a more Christ-centered Christmas this year, but I'm having a very hard time with that. I want to have a more spiritual, meaningful Christmas this year, but how exactly does one do that with 2 little rugrats running around and all of the crazy stuff to do that this world requires of us? Any suggestions would be appreciated!
Merry Christmas!