Remind me ...

... to tell you about:

• David getting straight As
• Spring Break activities
• My brother & his fam from the Philippines are in town, so all the little cousins are together
• My new calling ... feelings of inadequacy and stress
• Managing 3 blogs
• Show you Sophia's pre-school class picture ... our cowgirl
• David being honored Student of the Month
• Easter Bunny droppin' by

...and coming up:

• Pinewood Derby
• Mormon Helping Hands
• Parent's wedding anniversary
• Annual Mother's Day Eve get-together
• Dave & I's big 10 year wedding anniversary
• My brother's birthday/farewell bash.

That's all I can remember at this time.  Knowing how forgetful I am, I'm sure there's something else I missed.

Until We Meet Again

Thomas S. Monson shares the story of a mother who lost her son at war but learned he would live again because of our Savior, Jesus Christ.

HAPPY HAPPY EASTER MY DEAR FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!

I LOVE YOU.

My Friend's Birthday Story

Here's an example that men and women do not think alike:

My friend recently had a birthday and her husband didn't get her a birthday present.  He hadn't forgotten her birthday because he did get her a cake.  She figured she'd get her present later in the day.  Afternoon rolls around and he asks her what she wanted for her birthday.  She shrugged in reply (she was distracted watching General Conference on TV and she silently thought to herself that he ought to think of something on his own.. and isn't kinda late to ask?).  So about an hour later he and one of their sons goes out to Best Buys to purchase a new copier, their copier just died and their son needed something printed for school.  My friend thinks, okay, her husband's going to get something for her as well.  They come home later and nothing!  Evening rolls around, nothing!  Night time, nothing!  She was disappointed and sad.  To top all that, her husband hurt his shoulder earlier that day during judo and as usual he declined any offer of help.  My friend felt rejected and useless!  So for the next four days she was quiet and distant.  On the fifth day, my friend on impulse asked, "So where are you taking me out for my birthday?"  He replied, "I asked you and you said nothing, so I'm still waiting for your answer."  My friend told him that he think of something.  So he does and offers to take her out the next day for lunch at a nice restaurant.  My friend thought it was too simple and wanted him to work a little bit harder so she asked him to come up with a few choices for her.  Of course, evening rolls around and an incident happens and my dear friend looses it and takes off in her car crying.  She stops at a supermarket parking lot to sob some more.  The whole forgetting caught up to her and she threw herself a pity party.  After calming down, she tells herself to count her blessings.  He doesn't physically abuse her, he's a good provider, he's an awesome father, etc.  Who needs romance?  ...she didn't necessarily want a physical gift ...just a gesture to make her feel special, like.. Okay Honey, my mom's going to watch the kids and I'm taking you out to such and such and do such and such ...(forethought, not afterthought).

By the way, her husband went to the doctor and the x-ray showed a degenerative arthritis lurking and each passing day his shoulder was feeling better and better.  And as far as the birthday incident, my friend is still sad but she knows he loves her so she's going to let it pass.  She's just too sensitive.

Darn stomach bug!

I had about five hours of sleep this morning so I already started my day feeling tired.  Just before lunch time, Steven woke up from an early nap crying out ... another episode of diarrhea that leaked down the side of his legs.  A routine for a week now but this was a whopper!  So much from a little guy that already lost so much and now a mere skin and bones.  I felt helpless so I called the doctor's again and they were able to fit him in the afternoon ... his second trip to the doctor's this week. 

So after picking up David from school, he ate lunch, and off the kids and I to the doctor's.  This time the doctor ordered blood tests, prescribed antibiotics, and the lovely homework to obtain stool samples.  Fortunately, the lab was conveniently around the corner so we didn't go far for the blood tests.  Steven was such a brave boy.  He watched the whole procedure being done to him while he sat on my lap.  He didn't cry at all.  By that time the lab was near closing time so no time to get "homework" done today and was informed that the only lab open on Saturdays is 35 miles away (from 6am-12pm) ...added joy!

After lab, we went to the pharmacy to fill the prescription ... a 35min wait turned an hour.  We browsed the store and the kids had a soft pretzel snack.  Then forgetting to pick up milk we stopped by the supermarket on our way home.  Of course we found other things there ... cookies, ice cream, Dave's soda, Redbox, etc. 

That was a five hour adventure from picking up David to finally getting home.  We were all tired.  Of course I had the added bonus of crankiness, being it's the time of the month!  I seriously wanted to cry but too tired to.

This unexpected doctor trip postponed my lunch date with my bff and a visit to my brothers.  Birthday celebrations will have to wait until next week!  ~I'm glad it's General Conference this weekend and I can stay home and watch it on TV and won't have to rangle up the kids to church ...happy birthday to me! (oh, my birthday is on Sunday)

By the way, Steven is doing fine.  He hasn't given me the opportunity to complete my "homework", yippee!!  He even has a bit of his appetite back.  The poor little guy.  Tired but still happy and playful as much as he can.  Sure love that little booger!!

P.S.  The antibiotic that was prescribed didn't come in liquid form so I was instructed to cut the pill in half, crush it, and mix it in applesauce or pudding.  Thinking the pill would be hard to crush, I asked the pharmacist for a pill crusher and he said, "We don't have any but you're a mother, you'll think of something.".  So I got home, cut the pill and found it quite soft and easy to crush ...whew, I didn't have to use my mommy powers!!  :)