Cat Eyes

I looked into those sweet eyes Thursday night and knew she was no longer my little baby.  She was so good for the doctor when her eyes got dilated.  It helped the doctor told her she would have cat eyes and since she has always wanted to be a cat.  Just ask her... since she was little and how could anything else in life be more perfect...

She was cracking me up... and then the meowing started.  Priceless!

After complaints of headaches and blurry words on pages, I made her an appointment to get those beautiful brown eyes checked out and Voila!  We now have big brown eyes clad in designer pink frames with puppy paw prints on the sides.  So adorable.

She was so excited about going to school and showing everyone her new glasses.  I remember being that excited when I got my first pair, but they were definitely not as cute.

Things I found out about my little girl.  1.  She whistles when she is anxious.  The Doctor thought it was me?!  Really?  She would blow out a soft whistle when she was worried about what was coming next in the exam.  The Doctor loved it so much she started telling her staff and wanted Miss Boo to show them.  Uh!  I don't think so!  Do you know my daughter?  She doesn't perform on command.  EVER!

I am so proud of her!  She is growing up so fast.  The Dude became our photographer because she wanted a picture of us together.  I am so glad she did because we don't really have any.  I am too busy being on the other side of the camera.  But, after looking at this picture, I need to start wearing some makeup.  Look at all that "Age" showing up on my face.  It was bound to happen, but I swear it takes me by surprise every time I see a picture of myself.  I can't believe I am 43 with a 6 & 4 year old.

Oh well, I have earned every line and wrinkle.

And the Angels did sing

The Sunday before last was the Primary Program.  You know what day that is...

... the day when all parents sit back and tear up at the joy their children bring into their lives.  And at that moment we all have perfect children.

Mr. Finn brought that up after he got back from Home Teaching and he is right.  No matter how angry I was with those kids before the program, my heart swelled a hundred fold listening to them sing their songs and say their parts.  I could hardly remember why I was so angry.  Well, I could still remember, but it was overshadowed by how proud I was to be their Mother at that moment.

And...  I got to sit through the whole program without a child antagonizing me.  It was heaven.

Things I love about Mr. Finn

We were there the moment they lit this tree and watched it change colors over and over again to the delight of our children.

He is the adventurous one in our family.  I have "desire" to go see things, but I putter out and want to stay at home.  We get to experience so many wonderful sights because he drags us out.

Being able to go to Kansas for a tree lighting ceremony when the kids should have been in bed was worth it.  Such a spectacular sight watching the joy in your children's eyes as the tree lights up.

Very tired but HAPPY children.  Thanks Mr. Finn!

Super Saturday

 I love Sis. Geddes hair.  So gorgeous... like fire.

 The Bishop's wife has the cutest baby belly.  Only 2 weeks to go.

I absolutely love Super Saturday.  I enjoy the crafts, but I really enjoy the women, the talking and the time away from kids.  That sounds bad that I enjoy 4 whole hours without being told someone is hungry or got hit or... you get my drift.  I enjoy that when I come home I have something made that I can enjoy!  And oft times I make more than one that becomes a gift for someone special.

These Christmas Tins are going to be framed and they also have a cute plaid round magnet that counts down the days.  Perfection!

I didn't do much else.  I semi learned how to make crocheted head bands with rosettes, but I am still working on it.

What did you do in your Super Saturday?

Our greatest blessing

(thanks Jolin for the photo)

Our temple is being built!  It is hard to believe that with construction moving at the pace it is that we could be visiting the temple next year.  I am so excited for the blessings that it brings into our lives.  To be able to go once a month or whenever you get the urge, it will be there, waiting.

One of the most wonderful and hardest times in my life was when I lived in Virginia, just outside of D.C. and my friend, my wonderful Margaret would pick me up at the "crack" of dawn to be at the first session in the DC Temple.  It is where I learned the entire session by memory, mostly to keep myself awake.  Not that I did all the time.  You're laughing, aren't you Margaret?  She used to wake me up often.  That is when I started memorizing because my body doesn't do sit well.  That couple of years, the first Saturday of the month, changed my life.  Thank you my Friend for being part of that with me.

How many blessing did I mention in this post?  It's hard to tell how many you can see and how many were realized later because of these events.

Did I catch up Shannon?  You are my inspiration for the daily gratitude.