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I bought a bottle last night—a bottle just for my olive oil. I decided I needed to get something smaller for the oil since 
I’m tired of lugging my big ol’ Costco jug to and from the garage. I’ve been eyeing the bottle for quite a while now, but I finally gave in last night and forked over the $4 for it! Sometimes the littlest things bring such big joy! Every time I look over and see my olive oil now, I smile. The yellow and orange sunflowers look so pretty again my red kitchen wall (does the paint color look familiar?!)
To go along with my pretty new kitchen accessory, I had a wonderfully pleasant surprise this morning. On my “to do” list for, seriously, a year and a half now (I am not exaggerating!) has been to schedule dentist appointments. I decided to start with M and L, and then I will work on getting myself and N in for cleanings… I’m not worried about S and T, and B can wait until his next birthday. So I got the phone, the phone number, and my calendar out. I turned to August but had fingers in July and September, too, and checked to see what was going on those weeks, when we’d be in town, etc. Dental appointments, from my pas
t experience, are the kinds of appointments (like an annual is) that you have to schedule way out in advance… “Okay, we can get you in for a cleaning in three months” sort of scheduling. So you can imagine my surprise when she said she could get M and L both in on Friday, the 16th. I was taken aback, “Oh, like this week Friday?! Great!” So, yay!—that is finally scratched OFF the list!!!
Right after lunch, S came from the backyard, past the kitchen and toward the front of the house. Next thing I know, I hear a great big thud and shrieking, screaming, cries of pain. I run in there, and the blood is pouring from her mouth. I’m flushing her mouth with water and dabbing up blood and slobber with tissues and trying to comfort her while figuring out exactly what happened. (Fortunately it’s just a couple split lips.) I’m shooing the other kids outside, so that they’re not hovering over her. In the pauses of S’s hollering, I can hear M gathering L and B, saying,
I’m tired of lugging my big ol’ Costco jug to and from the garage. I’ve been eyeing the bottle for quite a while now, but I finally gave in last night and forked over the $4 for it! Sometimes the littlest things bring such big joy! Every time I look over and see my olive oil now, I smile. The yellow and orange sunflowers look so pretty again my red kitchen wall (does the paint color look familiar?!)
To go along with my pretty new kitchen accessory, I had a wonderfully pleasant surprise this morning. On my “to do” list for, seriously, a year and a half now (I am not exaggerating!) has been to schedule dentist appointments. I decided to start with M and L, and then I will work on getting myself and N in for cleanings… I’m not worried about S and T, and B can wait until his next birthday. So I got the phone, the phone number, and my calendar out. I turned to August but had fingers in July and September, too, and checked to see what was going on those weeks, when we’d be in town, etc. Dental appointments, from my pas
t experience, are the kinds of appointments (like an annual is) that you have to schedule way out in advance… “Okay, we can get you in for a cleaning in three months” sort of scheduling. So you can imagine my surprise when she said she could get M and L both in on Friday, the 16th. I was taken aback, “Oh, like this week Friday?! Great!” So, yay!—that is finally scratched OFF the list!!!Right after lunch, S came from the backyard, past the kitchen and toward the front of the house. Next thing I know, I hear a great big thud and shrieking, screaming, cries of pain. I run in there, and the blood is pouring from her mouth. I’m flushing her mouth with water and dabbing up blood and slobber with tissues and trying to comfort her while figuring out exactly what happened. (Fortunately it’s just a couple split lips.) I’m shooing the other kids outside, so that they’re not hovering over her. In the pauses of S’s hollering, I can hear M gathering L and B, saying,
“Come on, guys. It’s time to pray. We need to be praying for S right now.” 
What sweet, perceptive words to come out of the mouth of my little 6 year-old! And how convicting… I just needed a little reminder to take a moment to pause and pray... and then everything seemed okay.
Now, just a quick question—have you ever witnessed a lovelier roll of toilet paper?! I found my new roll completely unrolled and in a pile on the floor. Not willing to waste it, I rolled it back up and stuck it back on the holder! Fortunately, it was only on the floor. About a year ago, B unrolled a brand-new roll of paper, but he stuck it in the potty. Fortunately, on that occasion, I found it before he flushed.
Now, just a quick question—have you ever witnessed a lovelier roll of toilet paper?! I found my new roll completely unrolled and in a pile on the floor. Not willing to waste it, I rolled it back up and stuck it back on the holder! Fortunately, it was only on the floor. About a year ago, B unrolled a brand-new roll of paper, but he stuck it in the potty. Fortunately, on that occasion, I found it before he flushed.
by LaughterThoughts | 2:20 PM
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2 Comments:
I always make the offender of the abused t.p. roll put said roll into a wal-mart bag and they have to use it til it's gone! It's not nearly as much fun to use the crumpled up stuff as it is to unwind the fresh roll . . . of course, this only works if the kiddo is potty trained! :)
Yep, very similar. I think this is one of those experiences that all mothers share.
Liz
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