Independence Day

We didn't do anything too exciting for the 4th of July. On Saturday the third we got together with the Bohmans for a little BBQ and fireworks show. The kids had a great time playing together and the grown ups even had a chance to play a couple of games while we were waiting for it to get dark enough to do fireworks. That is rare when you have 2 two years olds and 2 four year olds running around. When it got dark enough Dave and Will put on a nice little fireworks show for the moms and kids. A few of the neighbors even came out to watch. It was a fun evening, and we were glad that we got to do a little bit of celebrating but I guess it wasn't noteworthy enough to take some pictures. Barely worth the post but I when I go to put it in my blog book I will have to go back and try to think of what we did for the 4th of July this year if I don't post something about it!

A Test

Back in May I posted about my the decision I had to make about taking a teaching position that I interviewed for. I was so worried about making the right decision and felt so unsettled after I interviewed. I was absolutely relieved when I found out that I didn't get the job. I was, however, submitted as an alternate in case the other person fell through, and that is exactly what happened. The principal called me yesterday to offer me the job (part time with another teacher). After praying about it the first time around and being so relieved and at peace when I didn't get the job, I knew what the answer should be. I prayed about it some more yesterday, this time having made the decision that I would not take it. I knew without any doubt that Heavenly Father was pleased with that decision. The way I felt in May as I was prepared to accept the job if offered was completely opposite of the way I felt when I knew I had to turn it down yesterday. I was completely at peace even with having to call my would-be team teacher and the principal and turn it down. It was like a little test to see if I have learned anything about listening to the spirit and if I would act upon those feelings. I passed!! I am so grateful for the influence of the spirit. I am grateful that Dave has a job that allows me to stay home with my beautiful children.

Bottles are for babies

I am a little embarrassed to admit that Zander still has a bottle before going to bed each night. I have been trying to hint to him that bottles are for babies but he didn't seem to care too much. Last night he wouldn't drink the bottle so I thought that maybe his stomach was bugging him or something. Tonight he got out of the bath and after he got his PJs on he immediately asked for his bottle. I got it ready and then when I went to give it to him he again didn't want it. He said, "No, bottles are for babies. Bottles are for Afton." Afton is his cousin that is about 14 months old who never would drink out of a bottle. So he didn't drink it tonight either. We may be on to something here. I thought it would be a major fight to get him to give it up but it is looking pretty good! Now, if we can just convince him that pacifiers are for babies too...