Jonathan's neighborhood. He lives in Cherry Hills, Colorado!!!!!!!!!!
Jaimie and Creed out in front of their house.
View from Jonathan and Jaimie's front yard.
Texie and Scott's house being built across the street. There are 8 garages!
13 fireplaces, infinity pool, pool house, well you just have to see it to believe it. I can't wait to be invited to supper!
The view from the back of the house.
Front of the house.Well, just a few things happening here. Yesterday I made homemade chicken and noodles because Jenny and Clark and his girls were traveling through on their way to Connecticut. I was thinking and called them and told them if they were coming just to see us, I appreciated the thought, but I think we were out of their way. They are so nice. But did decide to stay on I-80 and go on through. So lots of noodles.
Jonathan called and said Jaimie had Mastitis (sp) and so we picked up her medicine and took the noodles to their house. They have the most amazing view I think in the whole of Denver. They live across the street from Texie's new house and it is incredible. Horses right by their yard, all kinds of trees, rabbits, hawks, birds, sound of running water, and no traffic. We went on a walk and Creed fell asleep in the stroller to the bumpiest ride. (Side note. Remember my folks were 18 when I came. I guess when I was "Fussy", that one time :) they would put me in the car and back in and out of the drive. Guess it worked. Also, I was allergic to milk and they didn't have formula in "those" days. I was having a hard time and they finally found a little old country doctor to help. He told them to put some purple stuff in my bottle, and cut the end of the nipple off because it curdled the milk. I basically drank cottage cheese. No wonder I have issues! My grandmother would tell me that I threw up on her all the time and ruined her clothes because it stained purple all over.) Anyway, So we played Wii and I got to spoil Creed! He is starting to recognize my voice and I bathed him yesterday, we went out and sat in the swing and I made him laugh. He is not any more special than my other grandchildren, but I get to see him a lot and it is wonderful.
I just got back from visiting teaching a little sister who is in her 80's and is crippled with arthritis. I so enjoy visiting with her and she always teaches me so much. Today among the many things that I came away with was this ah-ha moment for me. "Low self esteem is a form of pride!" I am thinking on this alot right now and I need to go back and read President Benson's talk on pride. I refuse, because of my weight, to see myself as my Heavenly Father sees me and that just may be a big form of PRIDE. I will let you know after I ponder on this for awhile. I do not consider myself a prideful person in any way and yet I believe that I must be....................
Jonathan called and said Jaimie had Mastitis (sp) and so we picked up her medicine and took the noodles to their house. They have the most amazing view I think in the whole of Denver. They live across the street from Texie's new house and it is incredible. Horses right by their yard, all kinds of trees, rabbits, hawks, birds, sound of running water, and no traffic. We went on a walk and Creed fell asleep in the stroller to the bumpiest ride. (Side note. Remember my folks were 18 when I came. I guess when I was "Fussy", that one time :) they would put me in the car and back in and out of the drive. Guess it worked. Also, I was allergic to milk and they didn't have formula in "those" days. I was having a hard time and they finally found a little old country doctor to help. He told them to put some purple stuff in my bottle, and cut the end of the nipple off because it curdled the milk. I basically drank cottage cheese. No wonder I have issues! My grandmother would tell me that I threw up on her all the time and ruined her clothes because it stained purple all over.) Anyway, So we played Wii and I got to spoil Creed! He is starting to recognize my voice and I bathed him yesterday, we went out and sat in the swing and I made him laugh. He is not any more special than my other grandchildren, but I get to see him a lot and it is wonderful.
I just got back from visiting teaching a little sister who is in her 80's and is crippled with arthritis. I so enjoy visiting with her and she always teaches me so much. Today among the many things that I came away with was this ah-ha moment for me. "Low self esteem is a form of pride!" I am thinking on this alot right now and I need to go back and read President Benson's talk on pride. I refuse, because of my weight, to see myself as my Heavenly Father sees me and that just may be a big form of PRIDE. I will let you know after I ponder on this for awhile. I do not consider myself a prideful person in any way and yet I believe that I must be....................
2 comments:
Homemade noodles and chicken sound great! How I wish I could cook like you and your girls.
That was such a hard decision but considering the miles we had ahead of us-we really had no choice. I love you. I miss you. Jenny
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