We haven’t really planned anything out for the last few weeks and the fourth was no different. But we did manage to have a great day together regardless. We had asked our neighbors, the Jessops, to save us a spot by them for some of the Murray City festivities just in case. I have to admit walking to the park made me feel a tiny bit vulnerable, knowing I was that much further away in case I needed to make a mad dash to the hospital. But here we are braving another day of possible impending chaos.

We attended the parade and it was so fun to be with a family. The kids loved it and brought home a huge stash of candy that I hope to con them out of somehow. Alden and Eden were our dancing entertainment.

I basically slept or relaxed the rest of the day since I had a bit of insomnia the night before. Chad got all kinds of projects taken care of. We had some crockpot pulled pork sandwiches for dinner and we must have had at least three servings of Alden’s delicious birthday cake throughout the day. Then we walked back over to the park for the firework display. They really have nothing on the Idaho Falls display but it was still great fun. I loved to see the kids dancing with their glow sticks and snuggling up to Chad. I am so blessed! We all came back pretty exhausted.

We have been going through bandaids like nobody’s business. Alden keeps restubbing the same big toe and leaving little blood trails so we have to have a constant bandaid on there to keep him from reopening the same wound. Both the kids keep showing up with some odd scrape that needs to be doctored. And then there is me. Due to have a baby any day and I decide to trip over a sprinkler head and scrape myself up worse than either of the kids. It has been 5 days and I am still babying my knees and replacing bandages. I swear the kids wounds scab up and heal practically overnight.

It is funny how before this freak accident I had trouble putting on any clothing bottoms because every time I bend over I cut off my air supply. Now I can’t bend my knees much to help either. I have to back up into our high bed since I can’t hop up on my knees. I am feeling a little physically limited to say the least.

We have a darling girl that goes to church with us who is bright, cheerful and an excellent example who we are also lucky enough to have watch our kids from time to time. We found out recently that she tore her ACL so she’ll have to pass up her sophomore year of soccer to recover from surgery. We were so sad to hear her bad news.

I gave her a call when we found out and we brought her by a card and balloons today after her surgery. Her parents, who are also amazing people, were thanking us for taking such an interest in her. Truthfully it is a blessing to me to love this girl. As it is to love any of the people in my life. When I get to really show my love for someone, even in a simple way I selfishly get so much satisfaction out of it. What would my life be with out opportunities to love others. Very sad and very empty. My life is only as wonderful and blessed when I take advantage of opportunities to love those around me.