What a great couple of days to see Davis out on the town! First the movies with family and then a Blaze game to watch Ryan in the half-time game. He has been recovering today from the adventures.
We realized that the mind was a little more willing than the body. He still holds true that the outings were worth the headaches and swollen feet complete with sausage toes, however, has taken it easy today, playing guitar, games, and sitting in the massage chair! We are hoping he feels up to sacrament meeting tomorrow and that will be a dream.
SUNDAY-
I had to remember the wish I had expressed to get everyone to church amidst the true-to-form chaos of the morning. The ultimate dream of all seven was altered as Courtney reminded us that she was off to yet another missionary farewell, which was good for her. As I think of the meeting without her, a flush of what is to come came over me.
Tangent: As we prepare to send Courtney to UVU this fall and Emmi to first grade, and three boys in the middle...our family life as we know it is changing. All good changes for the most part. I have moments of wishing for the yesterday of semi-controlled bedtimes and Friday night home movie nights entertaining all ages. As parents you dream of raising self-sufficient children that can move away and be successful, it just came so very fast.
We discovered that in the several months that Davis had not attended church, he had grown out of his pants and shirt. Not discovering the need for size appropriate clothing until 10 p.m. of course meant no shopping. Davis fought the waves of nausea to get moving and made it to a little bit of sacrament meeting before the nausea won out. Maybe the size 32 pants he was squished into just to make it to the meeting played a slight roll?
It was tender to sit and have the sacrament at church together. Once again a routine activity, always reverenced, however, now truly cherished.
SUNDAY-
I had to remember the wish I had expressed to get everyone to church amidst the true-to-form chaos of the morning. The ultimate dream of all seven was altered as Courtney reminded us that she was off to yet another missionary farewell, which was good for her. As I think of the meeting without her, a flush of what is to come came over me.
Tangent: As we prepare to send Courtney to UVU this fall and Emmi to first grade, and three boys in the middle...our family life as we know it is changing. All good changes for the most part. I have moments of wishing for the yesterday of semi-controlled bedtimes and Friday night home movie nights entertaining all ages. As parents you dream of raising self-sufficient children that can move away and be successful, it just came so very fast.
We discovered that in the several months that Davis had not attended church, he had grown out of his pants and shirt. Not discovering the need for size appropriate clothing until 10 p.m. of course meant no shopping. Davis fought the waves of nausea to get moving and made it to a little bit of sacrament meeting before the nausea won out. Maybe the size 32 pants he was squished into just to make it to the meeting played a slight roll?
It was tender to sit and have the sacrament at church together. Once again a routine activity, always reverenced, however, now truly cherished.
I was home sick and the first thing John did when he got to church was to text me to tell me that Davis was there and how great it was to see the whole (minus Courtney) Cox family together at Sacrament Meeting. It made my day!
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