Sunday, December 13, 2015
Dear Riley,
I’m stressed. I wish I weren’t. Some of the trouble is that I stayed up too late last night watching A Knight’s Tale. And I went for a bike yesterday when I should have been doing stuff for the singles dinner. But a girl’s gotta live a little! We are staring down the busiest week of the year with concerts and parties and commemorations, several events each day.
This past week has been a little tough. We had illness in the house last week, I told you. Cambry is allergic to penicillin after all. She broke out in splotches a little before dinner Sunday night. She commented on it and I didn’t look closely, thinking I’d check her out before she took her dose that night. But she took it with her dinner and got covered with a rash and started having difficulty breathing. So that’s not cool. I had her take some benadryl and shower. Then Dad and C administered to her after which Dad and C took her to the ER. I don’t know all that happened there, but I know that Cambry and Dad both came home with increased affection for C. Note: when your child finds a good fit, everyone recognizes it and is HAPPY about it!
Elise missed school Monday, Thursday, and Friday. Parker missed Monday. Aleah trucked on through without getting even a little ill. Josie has been on again and off again ill all week, sometimes a bit demanding and unpleasant. Poor thing.
The girls had their Christmas piano recital yesterday and they did so well. They played that Lullaby song I sent you for one. Elise played Wild Horseman, which is fast and bouncy, and she played a duet with CM they’d played for duet festival. All of her pieces went well, though she was really nervous before because she’d been too sick to practice a lot this week. Aleah played Jingle Bell Hop and Bach’s Chorale. She did a great job as well. All the students played very well and it was a nice recital. Then Elise accompanied the young women as they sang Picture a Christmas in sacrament meeting today. You can hear it here.
Parker only went back out to W’s one other time this week since he was sick and overloaded with homework. When he took the test yesterday, it was not what he was hoping. He said he did well on the English, so-so on the reading, guessed more than he liked on the math, and felt the science was hard. So he’s in the dumps, didn’t go to church with us, has been grumpy. Actually, he’s just having a hard time staying in the game right now; he’s just under so much stress. I really don’t know that we’re doing much good so much of the time. But our hearts are in the trim!
Dad has spent a lot of time working with a fellow who literally walked into his office off the street last Sunday. But the guy has a job and Dad got him in an apartment and moved and thus he is now out of Dad’s jurisdiction. So that’s a good thing. It’s hard in December to pick stuff like that up, but I have to confess that God likely dropped that poor fellow in Dad’s crosshairs simply because Dad would take care of him.
We video-taped Dad making sourdough bread yesterday as part of our gift to J’s family. We spread out some sourdough start and dried it as a way to ship it to them safely. Then we reconstituted it and Dad used it for the bread. The bread was fabulous! Those tutorials will be a good resource for those who want to learn the process. But they were made especially for A as he loves to bake and he loves the sourdough bread. Dad sent one of those loaves to the H family last night (we feel a little guilty that the C's spend more time at our house than theirs) and he took a loaf to the T's who got burglarized the same week we did. She brought a thank you down today and couldn’t believe how wonderful that bread was. That baker bishop’s bread (and love) is irresistible.
Dad and I biked up to Vivian Park yesterday. After Bridal Veil Falls the trail turns and there was snow and patches of ice on the trail. That was a little exciting a time or two, not so interested in all-weather biking. But I often tell Dad, “We could totally be biking.” I bought myself a spin cycle and put it together this week so I have another workout next to the elliptical... and a little less floor space in the computer room.
I guess it’s already transfers this week. And we’re getting closer to our skype! I’m so excited to know that you got both of your packages; I’m anxious about it actually, worried you somehow WON’T get them. Also I’ve been praying that you’d have so much work that you would hardly notice the season before you had time to celebrate. I totally spaced T’s homecoming today but I heard it was fabulous. I’m drowning in December.
One more week… and then I can focus on Christmas.
I love you so very much!
Love,
Mom
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