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Hannah didn't do DI this  year.  She literally spent days and weeks thinking about this.  You can not do the play and DI and she really wanted to do the play this year.  So auditions were last week and she rocked it.  Han is definitely comfortable on stage.  She is a born drama queen!  Anyway she got a call back for Ariel.  So exciting.  Then began a series of catastrophes.  First her practice CD didn't work.  We spent a day and a half trying to work that out.  Finally we had music and script and then worst of all...the flu hit.  Poor girl has been SO sick.  She has slept probably 45 out of the last 50 hours, waking up only to be forced to drink and to take some meds.  So call backs have come and gone.  I talked with the director and she promised Han a part and was very understanding, the flu is ugly this year, but it won't be Ariel.  She is sick and she is sad :(

In the afternoon of yesterday I met Lucy at the bus with our girl scout cookie selling paraphernalia in hand.  We walked home very very slowly as she stopped to knock on each door.  An hour later she had sold 83 boxes!  Yea!  Really selling GSC is more a public service than anything else.  People love them.  We were hoping to sell 115 boxes total but are now thinking of trying to reach the next prize level which would be 175 boxes.  Lu has a good door approach. She says "Hi, my name is Grace and I am selling girl scout cookies.  How many boxes do you want?" as she slides very very close to the threshold and hands them her card.  Then while they are looking she launches into a spiel about wanting to sell 1000 boxes so she can earn the super deluxe, water proof, something something digital camera and tells how the cookies are such a great deal at $4 a box unlike the overpriced and not as tasty boy scout popcorn.  It's pretty funny.

Sunday afternoon, home from church.  Lu and Daniel swapped for the afternoon.  The boys were engaged in watching Mythbusters, Han was passed out on the couch, the blinds were open in our bedroom letting in the soft winter light in slits across our red flannel sheets, the house was peaceful and we had enjoyed a very lovely albeit kind of chilly, day at church full of inspiring lessons and strong testimonies and then came the best part: Rob and I slid in the sheets, gave each other a kiss, and took a nap.  Sweet! I woke up two hours later and began making dinner.  R slept an extra hour.  It was great! Best part of 9am church for sure!