Missing My Cute Girls

The other day I missed a phone call from my mom. I got a call a little bit later from my husband telling me the jist of why she called. Isobel wanted to buy some glasses like mine at the dollar store and my mom wanted to get them for her. They were the lowest power possible for reading glasses and so Bryce said it was fine. When I had a minute between appointments, I called my mom to ask her why she called. She said, "Oh, well, I talked to Bryce and we got it all worked out." Obviously my mom is afraid of me. So I let her off the hook and told her that I already talked to Bryce. I told her that although the glasses themselves are fine, I would prefer her to not use the lenses. Bryce has perfect vision and he doesn't understand what it's like for those of us who don't. I very nicely asked her to take out the lenses. When my dad got home, he took them out...and emailed me this picture:

What do you think? Does she look like me?

When I called Isobel that night, she said, "Do you have $35?" I asked her why. She said, "To put some plain glass lenses in these frames." I had to tell her that if she needed glasses, our insurance would pay for most of it, so I couldn't spend $35 on plain glass. I'm so not fun.

When I talked to Eva, I asked her about her day and was getting a little motherly. I said, "Eva, It's almost 10 o'clock, shouldn't you be getting ready for bed?"

Then I (teasingly) asked, "Did you eat all your vegetables today?"

"No. Grammy doesn't have any vegetables."

"Oh, no! I guess she'll have to go buy some at the grocery store."

"No. She only has $2."

Poor mom felt like she really had to explain herself for that! (Mom's been out of town for a couple weeks) But I just thought it was so funny! I'm sure Mom told the girls she only had $2 because they went to the dollar store and they could only each get one thing :)

Thanks, Mom for having fun with my kids! I sure miss those girls.

(Please check out Share's blog for a cute story about Eva and her "birthmarks".)

...now it is our favorite time...

Signing Time! Rachel Coleman came to NMSD last week and Isobel and I got to go see her. She talked about her experiences: being a mom to Leah and Lucy, how Signing Time got started and why, and she performed some songs. She asked for kids to volunteer to sign with her -- you guessed it - Isobel's hand went up each time. Isobel even got to sign on stage with her for 2 songs! Isobel was so happy that she got to use some of her signs and she got to hug Rachel. She even said she wanted to move to wherever Rachel lives because she is so nice.

Is anyone else amazed at how short she is? :)

Sweet Prayer

Ok - I don't know about you, but I tend to have a very negative memory. I need to work on remembering more of the good moments with my kids instead of the blaringly-loud bad moments. Here is my attempt to remember one such moment that just happened.

Isobel and I were having a discussion about thinking possitively and also trying not to feel isolated when surrounded by people who have different standards. Then I asked her to say the prayer. She didn't feel like she could. So I told her how much I appreciate her prayers and how thoughtful they are. Eva piped in, "Me? You like my prayers?"
"I love your prayers, too."
"But you were talking to Isobel, right?"
"That's right. Would you like to say the prayer tonight?"
"Ya!"
She then proceeded to be thankful for the day and that she wouldn't have any bad dreams...
"And if I do have bad dreams, let me run to my mom's room. And bless that we can be a good family. And that we can be nice. ..."

It was a very sweet prayer.

(I might add that last night she had a bad dream and ran into my room. After about an hour of me not sleeping anymore and her very much asleep on me, Bryce took her back to her room.)

I will miss moments like that. The prayers, the snuggles in the middle of the night (although rather annoying in the half-asleep state), the well wishes as they drop me off at work, the hug requests, the story requests...

Yesterday I was home with just Isobel for a few hours until Bryce and Eva got back from the campgrounds. She said, "I love having time with just you."

Remind me to take more of that time when I get rushed and busy with work and all the other distractions. I want to remember the sweet (and silly) things my children do and say.