Today was filled with lots of smiles and laughter. Thanks, Jamie! She and the boys came at 11 (box of mac&cheese in hand) and stayed until 4ish. We had a marvelous time. The kiddos played with a train set, ate lunch (we all ate mac&cheese, microwaved chicken nuggets, grapes and carrots–am I a good hostess or what?), and I took Livi to the bus stop while Jamie stayed with the other four.
Then we went outside in the blustery wind. Rode bikes, raced on bouncy balls, and drew with sidewalk chalk. Our Russian neighbor Olga and her little boy Daniel joined us. Jamie is so bubbly and fun and made Olga and Daniel feel right at home.
Eden, Ava, and Erik taking a break
Eden and Jamie racing. Eden won every time.
Don’t kill me, Jamie. This was too funny to pass up!
It was such a refreshing day. My personality tends to be moody/hermit-ish, but when I open up my heart and home to people, I am always, always blessed.
Jamie was asking me how I knew everybody on xanga and how many I knew in person before I started blogging. Uh, none. Well, I knew my family and in-laws. And I knew Krista. And adamslady and ladyjabez. I think that’s it. And I’ve met lots of you since then. I’m going to meet a couple of you soon. And of course, Nixie is flying me to Oz any day now. (that’s Australia, for those of you who aren’t as multi-culturally-savvy as me) You guys are the best! All of you!
Livi had her first soccer game of the season tonight. After a rough start (I was running behind and she got there right at kick-off), it was a great game. They won 2-1, and Livi’s confidence is amazing compared to last fall. She kicked that ball like a pro, ran like a maniac, and almost scored. It was wonderful. Ava and I walked clear across the world so she could use the port-a-potty, and it wasn’t there anymore!! Argh. I was envisioning an experience like I reported a few weeks back. But she was fine. Turns out I was the one who was stricken with stomach cramps at a stoplight on a busy street and got out of the van, ran in front of stopped traffic to the Wendy’s bathroom. Ick. No, I’m not pregnant. Just ate too much Easter candy.
On a sad note, Gabe called today from work to tell me about the Virginia Tech shooting tragedy. We’re VT football fans and have been to the campus several times. It’s such a gorgeous, rustic, classy, peaceful place. I can’t believe what happened today. Yet God remains in control. My troubles pale in comparison.
Poor little Nina. (I say that a lot, don’t I?) She got a bloody lip on Saturday, nose started dripping on Sunday, her molars are coming in and her gums are huge and swollen. Then tonight, she fell face first into a table–bloody mouth, bloody nose. Her little face can’t take much more. She’s snoring up in her bed lathered up with orajel, with tylenol and teething tablets in her belly.
Well, it’s after midnight, and I’m still as joyful as all get out, but my brain and eyes are blurry, so I can’t think of any more joy to share. If I think of more tomorrow, I’ll be sure to add lots of edits.