Most of you probably know Stephanie's story. My sister-in-law found this video and I just had to share it. I have moments, sometimes entire days of unhappiness. I am quite sure that those are the days I have failed to be grateful. What a special gift it is to have a body to house my spirit. What a gift it is to have my little Grant, who teaches me every day how to be a mother.
Here's a recap of our Vegas trip last week. Grant and I went while Will was in Chicago for work. We visited 2 of my old mission friends. Grant had a blast playing with new things and crushing Mindi's little girl. He kept calling her "baby" even though she's only 6 months younger. She weighs 16 pounds! So cute. We totally underdressed for the weather, bringing only shorts and T-shirts. I had to put my sweater on G when we hiked. He looks like an Ewok.
Auntie Dana's so fun!
Grant is tucked away on my back. He slept like a baby!
The other day, I got out of the shower and didn't hear anything. Hmm. I looked for Grant because I knew he was up to something. Our conversation went like this:
Me: Grant, what do you have? Where are all the tic tacs?
Grant: I eat it!
Me: What? That was almost full... where are they?
Grant: All gone (shaking his hands).
Me: Let me see (coming closer I look in his mouth).
Grant: Pppphhh (Grant breathes out the freshest breath I've ever smelled).
Yes, he wasn't lyin'. He'd eaten the entire container of wintergreen tic tacs.
