It's random, lovely, full of misspelled words and terrible punctuation. It's about me, Erin, my family and friends, in real life. There's sugar but no sugar coating.
"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
November 30, 2009
Therapy, swords and Holidays
Asher did so well with his occupation therapy today. It was the best session to date. He has started clapping. It's so cute. He mostly just moves the left arm. He is starting to bear more weight through his right arm and becoming a little more mobile but not much.
Heath made Noah and Asher swords and hats out of newspaper and a little bit of tape. Noah is so into swords right now. He says ,"come on cha cha". "Cha cha" is what his he says when he swings his sword so basically it means "come on lets sword fight". The other day he said dangerous. This is a big word for a kid in speech therapy:). He's doing so well.
Thanksgiving was good. We spent it with our friends the Householders and On Friday the Coburns invited us over to eat another Thanksgiving dinner. Donna had to work on Thursday so she had everyone over on Friday. It was like a dream...awesome food two days in a row with awesome friends. St. George for Christmas.
Christmas is around the corner. Stockings are hung and the tree is decorated. Noah understands who Santa is and it makes it a little more fun for me.
I have to admit I don't rock Asher near as much as I rocked Noah. While Noah was napping today we rocked. It was quiet, just us and we rocked. He laid his head on my shoulder and I kissed his sweet little cheeks and smelled his baby smell. Not much could be better.
I did't get a picture of Noah because he wouldn't stay in one place long enough.
It's true that it's snowing today. Also true that I did not go shopping this year on black Friday and that I'm not really sure what the deal is with cyber Monday. Who started that?
He's a Grad student. He makes pots. He likes hunting and hanging out with his boys. You can visit his blog at www.checkoutmyblogatmyblog.blogspot.com (or click the picture).
"We artist are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Asher helps me develop faith. He has a nerve injury on his right arm. He also has trouble gaining weight. He sees an occupational therapist 2 times a week. He is sweet and shy but has a funny personality.
this is our story.
i called him. he said yes. he kissed me. i said, "i love you." he said, "i like you twelve." (that equals i love you.) he said "will you?" i said, "yes". we got married. he started school. we had noah. i became a mom. he became an artist. we moved to pa. he became a grad student. then came asher and i became the mom of 2. we moved back to utah. he became a teacher. me? the mom of three. we are happy. we are blessed.
Children are made readers on the laps of their parents. - Emily Buchwald