With All My Love

Dear Children!

How are you? I'm sitting at work with a thousand thoughts running through my head.

Breyer, Moriah and I worked together on a dress for Miss B. The official flower girl of the wedding highly anticipated. Porter has agreed to wear his costume, with a willing partner by his side. It's a good thing we got on the business of ordering the dress. If we had waited much longer I don't think it would have been ready in time.  We also ordered a Snow White costume, hoping it gets here today in time for the trunk 'n treat at the church tonight.

Breyer spent last night having me get down the bins so she could decorate. She worked on the table and the fire place mantel. She'll probably do more today on her own. She does love to light candles and bask in the glow. We've had a fire in the fireplace the last two evenings. One of my favorite things in the world! It was so nice to come home to that, on a chilly evening, dinner ready. Nothing like hot food for the belly and hot fire for the soul.

Knowing Sawyer would be a little restless with nothing to do on a Friday night, I gave him my Home Depot list that's been accumulating: filter for the furnace, chlorine tablets for the sewer, logs for the fireplace. That kind of stuff. He also picked up the new Spider Man movie at Redbox. And spent the rest of the evening and night feeling ill. Miller must have shared.

Miller's two days, not just one, of throwing up over his top bunk bed spot, took most of my free time this week. He not only hit his bed, rails, floor, but got Miss B's as well, vaulting her out of bed so quickly it made me laugh. Several stuffed animals were involved, a foot hassock, and a mermaid sparkly blanket. By day two I was done and called in reinforcements by the way of carpet cleaning. They look and smell wonderful. It was already going to be rescheduled, just done a bit sooner. Miller's been sleeping in the guest bedroom as his stomach is still off, for which Miss B and Sawyer are grateful.

There is a family in Bentwater, whose mother is from Brazil. Breyer loves her little classmate, from last year, and continues to associate with her and the family. They were on my mind in July when all the boys of Brazil were going to be home, and I had wanted to have a Brazilian dinner with her and her family. I'm hoping to do that again in December. When we had the missionaries over for dinner last week I shared my thoughts of her, and my plan, and asked for their input. They're always very sweet and excited but left it all up to me and the Lord. This past Sunday in church a newer move in of Granbury and the ward, who also is from Brazil spoke, and my prayer was answered. She will be the key I know she needs.

Quoting Rich, quoting Elder Christofferson, "Recognize each day the hand of the Lord in our lives."

Love,

Mom