After church and quick lunch we headed up American Fork Canyon to enjoy some of this beautiful weather. Wade found us a nice little place off a picnic trail on the road to Tibble Fork.
I have to continue the story from last week about Avery:
So we waited. And ate a lot of soup and soft foods and wouldn't let her chew anything. I was SO stressed. By Thursday night I had had it. Wade's brother in law was out of town. I called a pediatric dentist's office that I've been meaning to switch my kids to (because their kids go to our kids school), but he didn't work on Friday. So I called our regular pediatric dentist we've been seeing, and got her in for Friday morning. It only took 15 minutes and one x ray, and I was SO happy. Those were baby teeth that were falling out! She could wiggle and pull and get those teeth out whenever she wanted!
It wasn't until I got back to the car and called Wade with the great news that it dawned on me.
We OWN our own x-ray machine! DUH! We totally could have done that ourselves! GEEZ!
And the tooth fairy will come tonight (if she doesn't forget because she's done that too).
And it all will end well.
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Today at church we had one of the best meetings I think I've ever sat through. It was about addiction and recovery and we had a couple people from our congregation speak to us and the youth. It was very informative and spiritual and eye opening. The lead speaker is a retired policeman who worked in undercover drug force task work. Another speaker was a recovering addict. She has been clean for 3 years now. She was so brave to speak to such a large group, but she had such a wonderful spirit about her. She really touched me. She really was amazing. Amazing! Then we heard from the policeman's sister. Her story was most interesting to me, because she had been married to a drug addict who hid it from her and the entire family. And in the end her brother had to be the one to come and search their home arrest him. And take him to rehab. I don't remember the statics that they shared today. But drugs affect every family somewhere. She said something that really struck me. She said, that she knew all the signs of drug abuse. She could tell them to you with no problem. But what she didn't know...what she didn't realize...is that they would be in her own home. Until she found the drugs in her husband's laundry, she didn't think that drugs could be in her home and affect her family.
Satan is real. He is everywhere.
Drugs are real. They can be addictive from the very first time you try them.
But this meeting really stuck with me. I think it will for a while. I cannot do it justice by writing a few paragraphs on my blog. I wish all my family and friends could have heard (and felt) this meeting. It doesn't matter if you come from a good family, a bad family or whatever, Satan is real.
But another thing that I know is real is Christ.
And the Atonement.
And I really loved listening to the sweet sister share her story.
Because she is important and loved.
And I know this is true:
"God doesn't care nearly as much about where you have been, as he does about where you are, and with his help, where you are willing to go."-Jeffery R Holland.
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God loves you.
He love me.
He loves Gage, even when he sticks his stinky feet in his brothers face.
Schools out.
Summer here here.
Strawberry-Rhubarb cake is upstairs calling my name.
Happy Sunday.




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