HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY
The best part about Woo's birthday this year was that he spent 5.5 hours of it in meetings. No. The best part was that I woke him up 10 minutes before his alarm went off when all he wanted to do was sleep in. No, no. The best part was that this year his driver's license expired.
We decided to renew mine as well, and we drove to town, got the kids out of the car and into the DMV only to be told that driver's license's are all handled in a special building clear across town. "By the fish and game office," the man in line behind us said, which of course made everything perfectly clear.
When we got there, they tried to spring a new requirement on me (marriage certificate), but luckily they were wrong and I got my license without a hitch. (I didn't even have to take the test!). But Woo's experience went exactly the way he expected it to go. He couldn't sleep at all the night before, and he'd been putting it off as long as possible because he knew there'd be a block on his license due to a ticket he got in Connecticut 13 years ago. It's reared it's ugly head anytime he's ever had to do anything at the DMV, despite having taken care of it at the time.
Just 3 hours on hold later, and he was cleared ... until next time.
Penelope had a great birthday. Three year olds are pretty easy to please (thank goodness). Everyone was excited about the new rocking horse she got.
Me: Are you my little birthday girl?
Penelope: No! I's Dad's birfday girl!!
Me: Nelpea, do you want an M&M?
Penelope: No. I don't like those.
Me: Oh, you don't like those candies?
Penelope: Oh, I do.
I've been going on a declutter rampage this week. Herbie, Moses and Linus were thrilled when I pulled an old armchair into the front yard and started tearing it apart so it would fit in the garbage can.
Moses was good at tearing upholstery off. Herbie was all about the tools, and wanted to use them, whether he actually accomplished anything or not. Linus got hold of a pair of scissors, which he used to cut small scraps of upholstery, and then finally the grass.
Ruby helped me carry a dresser we'd gotten from Alisa out of the living room and up the stairs, and she was actually helpful. I had no idea she was so strong.
Archie is eighteen months and not walking. He did walk the entire length of the living room once. I'm the only one that noticed, and I pretended that I hadn't seen anything. That seemed to help. Every other time he takes a few steps, we all make a big deal of it, and he sits right down and laughs at us.
Every mom knows of the phenomenon of never being able to walk into the bathroom without someone knocking on the door. For posterities sake, I thought I'd list who interrupts me the most frequently.
#1: Woo and Herbie: I rarely go into the bathroom without either a "Are you in the bathroom?" from Woo or a "Mom! Mom!! Mom!!!" from Herbie. He can never seem to figure out that he can't find me because I'm in the bathroom, and that I'll be coming right back out.
#2: Moses or Linus: When it's one of these two it's proceeded by a lot of crying because they've either just gotten hurt or gotten served some injustice.
#3: Ruby, Penelope, Archie: These three seem to be able to go the longest amount of time separated from me, but they still have their moments.
Well, that's it for the week. Hope yours was great!
I had originally decided against recording this testimony since I didn't tell a story and it's a little bit hokey (culturally out-of-the-box in my presentation). But then I remembered that Ruby loved this testimony and was tickled pink when I sat down. (Probably because she had talked to me about the Priests memorizing the Sacrament prayers so they could close their eyes just minutes before.) I decided that that alone made it worth recording.
There are a lot of ways I could go with the holiday and the previous speakers ... I hope this is going to be the right thing to say ...
I would like to say that the formation of this country was truly a miracle through Jesus Christ (referencing previous speaker), and I believe was done to create the perfect circumstances for the Restoration of the Gospel.
But I want my family to know how much I love the words to the Sacrament prayers. If I was ever a prisoner of war or in a concentration camp I believe I could repeat the words over and over again to keep myself from going crazy. And, in such a situation, I know I would weep to hear their words just like I would weep to hear any of your voices.
But more important is to remember the words and appreciate them now. They bring the Spirit into any situation.
And this is kind of ... odd ... but I'm going to say the words of one of them right now.
O God, the Eternal Father, we ask thee in the name of thy Son, Jesus Christ, to bless and sanctify this bread to the souls of all those who partake of it; that they may eat in remembrance of the body of thy Son, and witness unto thee, O God, the Eternal Father, that they are willing to take upon them the name of thy Son, and always remember him, and keep his commandments which he has given them, that they may always have his Spirit to be with them. Amen.