Today's blog is a cut-and-paste from my 2003 journal. At this point, Will is almost 2 months old, Anne is 5 and Isaac 3. Oh, and "lunchgroup" was a pain-in-the-you-know invention where a group of about 5 girls Anne's age traded turns having lunch at each others' houses. I'm such a beefer. (Oh, oops, too much personal info.)
On Saturday, April 5th, 2003 the kids had some interesting prayers. Anne has been practicing bearing her testimony in her prayers lately. She said the dinnertime prayer and my favorite line was, “And I know Heavenly Father is a true prophet...”
That night at bedtime prayers Isaac said it and his train of thought went somthing like, “And Heavenly Father created us and He wanted to create us and bless the food and it’s not the food time and it’s not dinner....”
Monday, April 7th was Anne’s lunchgroup here and while the girls were eating Will woke up and started crying and we started talking about how Will was hungry and wanted his lunch and Madison piped up that her baby eats here (pointing to chest) on her mom (her brother was born 12/19/02 before Will) and blah blah blah. Anne was quick to point out that Will ate the same way and she also explained to the girls: “Moms have the milk and dads have the Priesthood.” Is that how that trade-off works? I guess it would not work to have both, true.
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So cute! It reminds me of the story about Anne answering the cell phone at Target, "dear Heavenly Father".
What's Will been saying in his prayers/testimonies/ramblings?
Hey Bekah--Are you kidding? This is Will we're talking about. We still have to MAKE Will bless the food. The closest thing Will has said that was cute in a churchish way was during FHE this week Dave was directing the discussion about where we lived before we were born and he posed an open-ended question to Will, "We lived in heaven with...?" and Will answered, "With Jesus and.................the Lamanites."
The he got back to climbing on the backs of the couches.
About that same time, I wrote this about "my latest grandmotherly development":
"I was looking closely at Will while Anne held him and she looked closely at me. 'About fifty thousand,' she murmered. '50,000 what?' I asked. 'You have about 50,000 wrinkles,' she replied. Maybe. I’m not counting."
Still not counting! And I hope Anne gave up by now.
So what's the address of your blog? And what was that exactly about the skin regenerating (last night really late)?
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