Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Well , to spite my hopes and prayers that 2010 would be better, it has, so far, disappointed. We are only twenty days in, so I’m not despairing yet. The kids have been sick with bronchitis, sinus stuff, and ear infections for weeks. It’s coming to a head and we are praying that it doesn’t turn into pneumonia! I suppose that’s a “lowlight” of my post.
Let me share with you a little highlight of Isabelle and I’s trip to New Mexico. It was so fun to see Rachel and her family, however briefly we got to visit, because, we’ll, let’s be honest, we had three children there between us and that doesn’t leave much room for late night girlie chats about life. In fact, I was reminded of Rachel’s college habit of falling asleep mid-sentence . Imagine us having a deep conversation about God, life, and love. Rachel is just getting ready to expound on some profound thoughts with, “I know what you mean, when I was at…the…..” then nothing. Sleeping like a baby. It’s so weird. And if I’m being honest, I’m just a little bit jealous of people who can sleep like that.
Anyway, if I haven’t mentioned before, Isabelle has a rough time when she’s outside of her normal routine. I’ll preface my next story with that excuse for my beautiful girl. From the moment Rachel picked us up at the airport it started. Isabelle took one look at Abraham, Rachel’s oldest, with his ice blue eyes, blonde hair and sweet smile. The boy who is our god son and whom we have planned for her to marry since the day he was born. Abe looked at Isabelle and said innocently, “Friend.”
Isabelle went ballistic: “I don’t want to sit next to him!” “He’s not my friend, Addie’s my friend!” Apparently, Isabelle is convinced that there is room in her heart for only one friend. And her friend Addison, has taken the spot. Door closed. Story over. And this pattern continued All. Weekend.Long. To Abe’s credit he rallied, and pushed back, refusing to let Isabelle push him around. There may be some hope for their future after all.
Isabelle sledding down the sand dunes at White Sands, NM
Isabelle at the DFW airport
Isabelle "reading" her book with her Tag while waiting for a fly out of Columbus during a snow storm