Today I am grateful that

my labwork appointment was at 8:00 AM so it was only 98 degrees outside when I was finished.
I got two pieces of blue corban tape instead of just one.
my friend invited me to go somewhere fun with her.
my hubby helped me clean out the freezer in my fridge so there is enough room for a bag of ice.

Today I am thankful

that I don't have a job where I have to work outside in Phoenix in July.
for debit cards - the ease to use them and the ease to cancel them when you lose them.
for thrift stores = cheap fun.

Today I am thankful that

almost all of my missing family members returned home safe and sound.
I belong to the largest women's organization in the world.
I got to bring the leftover watermelon home from Relief Society.

Today I am thankful for

the Tempe library summer adult reading program. Can you say $15.00 Harkins gift card plus free popcorn - just for reading a book. Hooray!
a postcard from my traveling sister.
leftovers for dinner and a husband who is willing to eat them.

Sunday Dinner at Grandma's (and Grandpa's)

Today we had a pretty small group at our house for dinner. It was just the oldest daughter, the grandbaby, the hubby, and me. The son-in-law has been hiking with the scouts at Philmont for the past 12 days (only 2 more to go), the oldest son and the youngest son and their dinner guests are in Idaho/Utah visiting the youngest daughter and the youngest daughter is in Idaho being visited. The grandbaby is feeling a little abandoned by the men in his life and tried to keep a close eye on grandpa today to make sure he didn't disappear too. His bib may say he loves grandma, but he was definitely a grandpa fan today.

When the grandbaby doesn't get food passed to him quickly enough he has taken to yelling at the top of his lungs to make sure we know he is hungry and being ignored. His mom has been working on getting him to make the sign for more instead of screaming.

She is having some success. After he screams a few times, and she shows him the sign and says more a few times, he will make some kind of motion with his hands (he usually claps) and then he gets more food. Here he is demonstrating. Isn't he just the smartest little boy in the whole world?

The high chair he is sitting in is a hand-me-down from my mom's house. I have not been able to determine if it is the high chair I used, but I know it has been in the family for as long as I can remember. Looking at this picture, it appears to have accumulated a lovely gray tint over the years. The tray is very white and clean though. I know it has been replaced since I have been an adult so I'm pretty sure it's not painted with lead paint.
This is what the grandson looks like when he is tired of sitting in the high chair and wants to get out and go home to bed.
I guess the oldest daughter needs to start working on "all done" soon.
Today I am grateful for

creamed peas and potatoes, even runny ones.
extended family members who try to support my family, even when it's not easy.
all the good visiting teachers and home teachers I have had over the years.

We All Fall Down!

Today at church the primary president and the secretary were gone. The other counselor was doing sharing time, so I was the designated runner. I went into nursery to take the roll and see how things were going. It was singing time and the leaders were trying to get the toys picked up so everyone could sing. The children weren't being very cooperative, so I decided to stay and help get the toys in the cupboard. I guess it has been too long since I was in nursery because as I was encouraging helpers and picking a few toys up myself, I tripped over a little boy who had wrapped himself around my leg. I knew I was going to be sitting on the floor soon and I had visions of this small child smashed beneath me. I grabbed him on the way down and we ended up sitting next to each other. I looked at him and said, "We both fell down, but we're ok, right?" He looked at me and started laughing. He laughed and laughed, stood up, brushed his hands off and said, "Again!" Obviously falling down is easier when you are 2 and 2 feet tall than it is when you are my age. He thought it was a fun game, and I was just grateful that nothing was broken.
It was interesting that as soon as I was seating on the floor I suddenly became every child's favorite person. I immediately had a lapful of friends who wanted to share their toys or tell me their stories. Some of my former nursery children like to pretend they don't know who I am anymore, so it was fun to feel like I belonged again for a few minutes. The nursery leaders probably wished I hadn't stayed to help clean up since I was more of a distraction than a help.

Today I am thankful that

I am not moving.
I am not the Relief Society president.
my family still sits around the dinner table and laughs, every once in a while.