A few short ramblings...It's late and lately, my blog seems to be happening later and later in the day. The days have been too busy! Quayd begins school in the morning. HIGH SCHOOL SOPHOMORE! That's just plain wrong! I'm so not ready for him to be OLD. Hopefully, after the girls are back into school and a few more meetings with DCFS for Zaylee, things will begin to be "normal" again... if there's such a thing as "normal" at the Corbridge's!
- First, these beauties are my favorite perennial plant... Black Eyed Susans! LOVE THEM!
- A few blog questions... yes, we are eating the squash. The green ones have big seeds in them but they are meaty except the centers. Very tasty. Zaylee loves them. The white animal on the rock was a mountain goat. Bishop Anderson sent a few pix of her. She was magnificent. Quayd said they named her "Lucille". They camped in the Unita Mountains which are on the eastern border of central Utah. And yes, it's a fabulous life for a boy, especially when he has such amazing men as leaders and examples. We are blessed with great male role models for Quayd, not to mention his amazing and wonderful father!! Doug and Quayd are best buds!
- Zaylee made me laugh so dang hard as we were driving into town Monday. She has such a red little personality. I'm talking serious RED!! The girls, being young themselves, will often get into a "war of words" with her. She insists on having the last word and I've said to the girls, "She's four. You can't argue with a four year old." As I've mentioned, she misses nothing. We were driving down the highway and all three girls were together in the back seat. Grace and Zeej were disagreeing about something, I can't even remember what, and out of nowhere, I hear Zaylee take a deep breath, sigh and say, most dramatically, "I can't believe you're arguing with a fifteen year old!" She's a pill.
- Tonight, as I was trying to get her to sleep (the girls were at YM/YW and we were attempting to go to sleep without them), she kept chatting and chatting and chatting about anything and everything. I was sitting there in silence, in the dark, just hoping she would "wind down". There was a moment of silence and she said, "Gwammie?" I answered, "What, Sweetie?" She continued, "You know, Gwammie noise is okay when little girls are trying to go to sleep. You can talk, if you want to." Okey dokey then. I'll keep that Gwammie noise in mind.
- Tonight, we SKYPED with Liza and Buddy during bedtime routine. Zaylee announced, out of the blue, "If Mama and my dad don't start making good choices, Miss Jen is gonna drop me off at Gwammie's house and Gwammie will take me to Liza and Buddy's house so I can be a big sister and hold Liza's baby when it comes out of her tummy." We have never told her that. She's a thinker.
- And last but not least of our...NOT SO... shocking news of the dayKelly and Kevin are back together again. Imagine that. (Honestly, I was a little shocked. I thought that they would take, at least, a full month. There are no words. ZJ's response to the news, "Can I just say one swear word, Mom? Just one?" Then, after a second thought, she said, "Never mind. This will just make it easier for them to lose Zaylee forever. They will never make good choices together. " A wise child, ZJ is. (Go ahead. Think what you may. You can't possibly think a thought that Doug and I haven't thought already today.) Enough said.
- That's it. It's after ten. I should have posted this morning. I'm tired and tomorrow is the first day of school for one of my four kiddos. Life is good... because we try really hard not to let things get to us. And most of the time, it works.