Tales of a Shoebox Princess

Birthdays are good days. I don't do much reflection; I just enjoy the day.  I walked at the dome before work and that always starts the day off well. I couldn't control how work went, but luckily, the load was light and I was able to get tasks completed without too much interruption or too many problems. All children checked in over the course of three days so they remain in the will. All siblings and parents made contact in various forms as well. It was just a day to be happy and grateful, and to let go of troubles and stress. I can do that much more easily now that I have no little children in my care. After work, Katie and all came over for dinner and cake. Both grandkids were excited about eating cake, although there was some concern over whether Jackson would have room for cake in his stomach, since he ate 7 meatballs at dinner and wanted more. He really liked the meatballs. The cake was lovely of course. Katie does a bang-up job. I requested the snowflakes as a throwb

Blog title means nothing. I haven't done a 10 things list in a while and there are a few odds and ends that I want to remember. I already forgot one thing once and it took me awhile to remember it. 1. Jackson wanted me to do "Here is the church, here is the steeple" in church last Sunday. So we did it and when I got to the last line, "They all go away," Jackson paused, then said, "Behind your back." Way to be a literalist, Jackson! I had a good laugh (but a quiet one, since we were in Sacrament meeting). 2. Also re "Here is the church", last night, we were driving home from Katie's Windjammer concert, and Jackson informed me that I need to learn a new verse for Here is the church because it's wrong. I asked him what was wrong with it, and he said, "after the prayer, some people go to Primary or Nursery, not home." He is figuring out stuff and comparing things he has been told with his experienced reality. I freaking LOVE