Today is full of emotion. Visiting the maternity ward always evokes lots of memories. I pass the pay phone where I sat calling people to tell them about Fraser's arrival. The hallways remind me of my experiences of waiting with both of Auntie E's babies' births. My dad is in my thoughts today of course too. Nine years seems to have passed with so much happening in between. As I sat in church this morning, listening to the bishop confirm the group of 14 into the church, my heart felt heavy. It was nice to be quiet there today, to find the time to say an extra prayer for him, whereever he is.
Our weekend has been full again. Schmoo is on the mend. She managed to survive her vaccinations on Friday afternoon, although her arm was pretty achy and swollen for a couple of days. She was uncomfortable enough that we came home early from our theatre date on Friday night when our new babysitter called twice to tell us that she was complaining. Thankfully we had enjoyed a nice dinner with our friends U & L before the show. Yesterday we tried a visit down to the park for a bike ride after a very early start. Schmoo even tried to ride her bike without the training wheels, without much success. The afternoon entailed a nice long nap for both kids which set them up nicely for our dinner out at Schmoo's friend K's house. We had a lovely evening visiting and watching the four kids race around the house together. A late night meant a bit of a later start this morning which was another treat.
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