Thankyou!

Hey my friends, thank you! It is nice to know someone is there. Bobbie Sue- It's been what? 15 years? Yikes!! I've come a long way from the smarty pants I was back then.

Things are good here on the home front, except the kids are fighting like cats and dogs. Emma has decided to add her own decorative flourish to every picture that Avery draws. Avery doesn't like it and cries every time. Avery wants privacy in the bathroom, Gabe thinks he has a right to be there. Gabe and Emma both need to be on me everytime I sit down. Agggghhhh!

Ah well, things could be worse, they could not want anything to do with me.

So, tommorrow a.m. I go to Prince George to pick up my Mommy from the airport, at least barring any unforseen changes. i sure have missed her. Grandma is still the same. Not good, but I guess not a whole lot worse. So it's still a waiting game. I feel bad for Mom, but at some point she has to come home.

Dad is on a union-requested support strike for the teachers today, He's gonna picket for a while, then I think we are going to make a dump run. Sounds like a true redneck thing to do, but no more redneck than having a backyard full of a broken boxspring (the people left in here when they moved, we had to break it to get it out), a couch and a table. HAHA.

Hmmm... what else to say? If there's anything in particular you want to know, leave it on the comments. I'll have something to write about the next day. You know, miscelleneous words that I can make a poem out of, political view points, what color socks I'm wearing, what we had for supper.... ok, well, maybe not political view points!!

I've invited a new friend over for coffee this afternoon. Bridget is a friend of Dawn's, who goes to the church we've been attending. She's pretty cool, and I'm looking forward to having her over. She's expecting a new baby any minute, so hopefully we can induce labor with an exciting visit. Teehee. Pray for her, if you have a list going.

I was thinking the other day about how much God loves us, and how much we don't really take advantage of His amazing power. I was walking Emma out of the church sanctuary cause she had to 'dough pee', and all the way I had my hand held out for her to hold. Guess what? Miss independent would not take it. Until we reached the stairs. Then she needed my help. I think I'm like that a lot with God. He's there, and wants to hold my hand, even when the going isn't tough. But I think I'm doing just fine on my own, so I trudge along by myself, until things get hard, THEN I'll lean on Him. Yesterday we were walking home from Dawns and there is a huge hill we have to climb. Again, I asked Em for her hand, but no, I was rejected, as she slowly, slowly made her way up the hill. I offered to carry her, again-"No! I tan do it." Just like me and God again!! Amazing!! How often do I come to something challenging, and I just think " I'll do it myself". And I do. Emma didn't fall, she didn't slip, she didn't even get hurt, but she sure was tired out when she made it to the top. And she didn't have to be. I would have carried her. Why don't I let God carry me when things get more difficult? Because I can do it? Yes, I can, without getting hurt, or falling, or being lost. But why tire myself out when He is so willing to carry me? I've often wished I could be a kid again, just for an hour, to sit on my Mom or Dad's lap and be held. To feel such comfort, warm and loved, that you know that person would die for you. Well, my heavenly Father has done that for me, and He is just there, waiting, with his hand out. He looks at us, just as we see our children. He wants to comfort, to protect, to love. but we have to let Him.

Ok, enough preaching. Anyway, I'm learning to trust, one day at a time. hugs to all, Char