My view each day....

CPC 25th Anniversary

Today we got to celebrate our church's 25th anniversary!!!  It was an incredible service that included bagpipes, a baptism, a phenomenal guest speaker, and communion with a group of God-fearing men.

 I do not know why this sound brings forth such emotion in me, but I love it.

 A sweet family

 Grandpa baptizing with actual water from the Jordan River.

 The Lord's Supper

 Nice to get to worship with this little cutie.  

 We had a wonderful picnic (which I have no pictures from) and a Remembering Service - that was great fun!!!

Pandemic with the Kemps

Last night we went out to eat as a late birthday celebration for my birthday.

Then we headed back to our house to play Pandemic

If you haven't played, a brief explanation is that everyone is playing on the same team, trying to save the world from outbreaks of disease.  We have never won the game before - but last night we finally won!

Spirit Week starts with a Pep Rally

So excited about our new field

 Love this boys Team Spirit

 Mrs Beirne

 Mr Salter

 All Elementary Teachers do a dance!

 The cheerleaders!!!! 

 Some of My Chargers! 

Mac finally gets homework!!

You know how exciting is for 6-year old to finally have homework?  Well, Mac finally got to have homework like the big boys.

And we didn't get to it, we did it at breakfast the next morning.  This is where I should probably put a hashtag thingy of "not building good habits".

Rainy Weather Brings the Kids Together

A Mother's Warped Confession

At 4 o'clock this morning, my "baby" (6 yr-old), came to me in a panic.  He could not breath.  He was wheezing, coughing and sounded like a dying seal.  Since his sister had croup about five times every winter, I knew the drill.  I put him in my bathroom and turned on the shower to the hottest setting.  That way, he could breath in some steam and it would loosen up his chest.

After he calmed down, I took him to my office (the bedroom across the hall from my bedroom) and held him and realized he was burning up with fever also.  So, I got him some meds for the fever and then snuggled up with him.  His breathing was definitely stressed, but our nebulizer was at my sister's house, so I could not give him a treatment. I got him to take a puff of his sister's emergency asthma inhaler.  And he started to relax and fall back asleep.

I held him until my alarm went off at 6:50.  I held him tightly.  I held him willingly.

When I had young stair-step kids (at one point it was infant, 2, 3, 4, and 5), I would have gotten the child calmed down and then made a pallet for them to sleep on the floor either in my room or in the office.  But this morning, I just wanted to hold him.

I was tired and he was miserable, but he needed me.  My kids don't "need" me like they used to.  They need me in different ways, but they are now old enough to be fairly self-sufficient.  When you have lots of little kids, you long for the day that your kids don't need you to do everything for you.  I'm gonna guess, most moms don't miss that when it has passed.  But, I do.  I love being a Mom.

I hate that Mac was sick and miserable, but my warped confession is that I loved getting to sit and hold his pitifulness for three hours this morning.