SAVED!!

Vylette is the cutest happiest most adorable thing that's ever been my life, don't get me wrong. I love her very very much!b Kyle had a problem he had to resolve so he was unable to attend church on Sunday. He dropped me off, I took Vylette, diaper bag, purse, scriptures, vylettes shoes and a blanket. He ended up taking the car . . . and the key to the library! It was ward conference so I was looking forward to hearing the new stake pres. I couldn't leave my stuff in the library - i couldn't leave it in the classroom - Vylette wouldn't sit still. I went to sacrament meeting . . . she wriggled outta my arm and tried to roam the chapel! I had to chase her down and she started vocalizing her contempt so I had to start roaming t he halls. The mother's lounge has a nice speaker thing so I could hear conference, but there was NOTHING for her to do in there. Luckily across the hall was the nursery room. SAVED! but someone already had my idea . . . it was Lyndi, the little girl only 2 weeks older than V. Great - they could play together! I had to leave her in their for a bit while I sang with the choir, then Sunday School. Vylette was such a disruption - she was yelling an amen or a yeah after the teacher made a point. I felt like we were at a revived gospel church! so I took her out of that and I walked around eventually ending up at the library to do my calling and even there she'd try and open the drawers getting all the crayons and scissors. The last hour was combined and she fooled me into thinking I could actually go! Nope - she squggled off my lap and started to run up and down the isles. she made it to the choir seats and there she was dodging the piano while I was trying to close the gap. it was a bit embarrassing to have all the adults in the church looking at me and wondering why on earth I can't control my own child!!

I caught her!!

I resorted to sit in the hallway and cry while V found the drinking fountain, kept turning it on and played in the water getting all down her front. I couldn't take it anymore! please, can't she stay in the nursery - I'll sit with her myself . . . it was the last 20 min. She and I went to the nursery and she was wonderful! But at the end of church we had to go back into the library. Of course she wasn't happy. After the library, I didn't see kyle was there to get me so V and I went to the outside playground portion of the nursery. She wouldn't get off the toys to come with me to the restroom, nor could I leave her there - she didn't let me anyhow. for a half hour we sat and she played in the toy car.

FINALLY there was kyle's truck . . . he had been here on time, but I didn't see him so he left got his phone and came back - oh, I don't have a phone right now btw - with a sigh of relief I lugged all I was carrying to the truck and I was saved!!!

remember . . . remember

I am in a pensive mood today. my sister is having a hard time and that made me cry, my little girl is more excited to go to someone new than to her own mama and that made me cry, my best friend is gone and I feel so alone and that is still making me cry.

im not sure why but I like to picture my life as a movie with the soundtrack and everything - shoot, ive even got the footage and song to my funeral . . . weird i know. but during this emotional day of my life i have picked the song and an idea of how it should all be looking right now to the viewers of my film. Remember youve got mail with meg ryan and tom hanks? I pictured this moment of my life to be like the part of that movie when her book shop is going out of business and its Christmas time. There she is putting old handmade Christmas ornaments up on her tree, she turns the sign on her door to closed, and she speaks a letter to her friend whose name she doesnt know. she tells him how she is hurting remembering her mother at Christmastime and a melancholy song is playing in the background saying "remember . . . remember"

no real reason for this - im just lost like i think she was feeling at that time. all she knew of her mother and all she really knew to do was in that little Shop Around The Corner and now it was all getting taken away from her.

Mom and Dad I dont want you to get sad because im sad - like elders on their missions who receive letters from friends and home saying nothing happy and uplifting, just being so sad they are gone. ill do better at being uplifting - itll just take a little longer than id want.

Vylettes cute!

t'was the night for a movie . . .

. . . and all through the house were scattered Vs toys, our blankets and shoes. About ten-thirty or eleven Vylette is fast asleep. Daddy in his nightclothes and I in bare-feet about to settle down for a cozy "Anne of Green Gables" bedtime movie. When out of the corner of my eye scattered a shadow, i rushed to my shoe to squish such a spider!! it crawled under toys, I lifted, it scrambled till it was blockaded by a cup! when , what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature scorpion and eight tiny-er legs!



I picked up the cup and shouted "Scorpion!" and Kyle got a pickle jar from the drawer for his home. I was 'all shook up' to think that my toes could have been pinched off by those little incisors! I knew nothing of the creatures except they live in the desert with all their other venomous friends and I could possibly die, plus my little flower IS IN DANGER!!!!
The next day Kyle and I went to Petsmart to get info - no one knew anything there except, "what on earth was it doing in this area? dont they belong in Arizona?!" I agreed and left to Pet-co. There were housed Emperor Scorpions so they could tell me something of what to do with this guy.

oh, we went to the baptism of one of Kyles guitar students, and asked his mother if he would like a scorpion as a baptism gift . . . she said if he could keep it in a sealed container, shed be fine with it. so this is why I didnt kill it of let it go at the home of someone I didnt like.

so all boiled down to a little gift of a baby hurty thing and they can figure how to house it. meanwhile, back on the ranch, our neighbors told us that they just found his brother as they were turning out the lights. now we are having an exterminator come over on Saturday while kyle is to the lake and V and I will be at Nana and Grampas. I just dont want to get over-run with the little boogars!

My day old child lay in my arms,
With my lips against his ear.
I whispered strongly, "How I wish--
I wish that you could hear,

"I've a hundred wonderful things to say,
(a tiny cough and a nod),
hurry, hurry, hurry and grow
So I can tell you about God."

My day-old baby's mouth was still
And my words only tickled his ear,
But a kind of light passed through his eyes,
And I saw this thought appear:

"How I wish I had a voice and words,
I've a hundred things to say.
Before I forget, I'd tell you of God --
I left Him yesterday."

--Carol Lynn Pearson

more stuff

ok ok . . . im not as good with these collage thingies as bitty yet but im workin on it

vy feet

shoes - top+bottom

well - sorta . . . after i collaged thezse pics, i realized that the blue pics of vy had nothing to do with the shoes and therefore didnt belong, but i thought she was too cute to take out

christmas

i m working out thw collages now!!!!