Monday, May 29, 2017
|ice cream cones|
We got up and had pancakes and then spent then next hours and hours poolside.
We walked to the little park near our house to play and then PJ had to go to the bathroom so S and I walked back with her. Just then R drove up in the jeep from a meeting so Penn, Z and I jumped in the jeep and drove around the corner with him. No sooner had we pulled into the garage when Z took a leap out and landed with a yelp! Oh No!
We ended up going to the vet who thinks she tore her ACL (the doggie equivalent although I can't remember what it's called). She's on some meds for a week to see what happens then we go back for x-rays and maybe surgery:( Poor baby puppy princess. I am very upset for her.
Saturday, May 27, 2017
We got home and everyone was ready to swim, and swim and swim.
So we hopped in the car and went. Dani and Moe stayed home to nap (Dani has an upset stomach today) and Mom's friend Sister Ferrari came to visit her so those three didn't come and the rest of us did.
Friday, May 26, 2017
I spent the day getting ready. After school the kids helped and then around dinner time they arrived.
Hannah and I made a delicious dinner.
Thursday, May 25, 2017
The boys were at our house swimming. Except Ethan and Noah, they were at soccer practice. (the tournament team not the travel team or the AYSO team...soccer never ends)
Fast forward to Monday night practice. I take him out to the field and wait to talk to the coach and say "hey you want him here right? Knowing we will not play on Sundays?" and he's like yes, yes we want him.
Then after practice Rob picks him up and the coach says, "Ethan's great! we love how he plays, we want him on the team...BUT we need you to compromise a little and play on Sundays sometimes and we need you to sign the contract that says you will put soccer first, above family activities, other sports, church activities or he can't play". So Rob called me and we were heartbroken for our good boy who has so many talents. Rob doesn't want to tell him about it alone and when they get home we talk to him together and tell him the bad news. Which he takes really well. He says "I can't chose soccer over Sunday" and we move on.
The next day he tells me he is sad about it..of course. This is really hard. It has been hard for many years. I feel like I run around wearing an "honor the Sabbath day cape" and keep running into obstacles over it. I did not intend to be that cape wearer, it just happened as I am a raising and athlete and a man of God, those two things clash from time to time.
That said, I know this is what God wants. I know that my boy will be blessed, I don't know how or when but I know it'll come. Worshipping at the church of soccer is akin to worshipping false idols. We can not do it and stand blameless before God at the last day. So is it hard? Yes. Is it right? Yes. What other people choose to do is their business and I have no judgment about that but to quote Joshua "as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord". The thing that is sad for me is the great joy that they are missing out on. "They" being people who chose the "world" over God. They may have more fun from time to time, and in the short run, but they do not have peace and joy that comes with living the gospel. I'm so grateful that Ethan is not bitter or mad, that he obeys and does what is asked of him. I worry about him, and all the children~ are we teaching them well?, do our short comings and mistakes blind them to the truth?, are they gaining a strong and firm testimony? but I also have great hope that they are doing what is right and are being blessed and will continue on in the paths of righteousness.
Amen.....stepping off the soapbox :)