Recovery

No 911 calls this morning, and it was a peaceful follow-up to yesterday’s stress. I still feel silly about being so quick to call 911, but I keep telling myself better safe than sorry.

Isabella came over and watched the girls while I worked out and then swam. When I came home, we went to the library for new books. The girls collected prizes for the summer reading program, and then we came home for naps and quiet time. Lydia actually napped today!

She woke up when Sophia, Max and Misty came over for a play date. Waking up from naps is a delicate process for Lydia…but having Sophia over to play with made her transition much easier. They love playing together, and I love talking to Misty, so a play date with Misty and her kids is just optimal for everyone.

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After the play date, Mary wanted a turn in the dress.
After the play date, Mary wanted a turn in the dress.

 

Here's how Lydia felt about that.
Here’s how Lydia felt about that.

 

Mary decided the dress was too cumbersome. The two reconciled.
Mary decided the dress was too cumbersome. The two reconciled.

 

Mary calling Nana and Grandma on the phone.
Mary calling Nana and Grandma on the phone.

 

After our play date, I scrambled to make dinner. Abe insisted on taking a picture.

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It seems that ever since starting cooking school, I’ve been too busy to cook at home. Abe was wowed by a salad. I felt remorseful that expectations have sunk so low that a salad elicited such effusive praise. Well, compared to mac ‘n cheese or spaghetti with bottled sauce (the usual, it would seem), I guess this was a step up. Sigh.

Then I went to my Primary meeting. I was just starting to warm up to the calling–I loved the cub scout car wash, and I really enjoyed attending Primary on Sunday…but the meetings. I struggle. I hope/pray that with time I can learn to enjoy them more AND contribute more. Tonight I contributed nothing. At one point, I looked at the clock and let out an exasperated sigh without even realizing what I was doing, and afterward I was soooooooo embarrassed. Yikes!

I came home to discover Abe and the girls Skyping with my mom and getting ready for FHE.

Skyping with Nana.
Skyping with Nana.
Lydia did a fashion show at the beginning of FHE. Mary is crying because she wants to participate. I forget why she couldn't.
Lydia did a fashion show at the beginning of FHE. Mary is crying because she wants to participate. I forget why she couldn’t.
Abe taught a lesson about Moroni building walls to protect his people.
Abe taught a lesson about Moroni building walls to protect his people.
Lydia was riveted by the story of Amalikiah. She named her post-FHE popsicle "Amalikiah" and wanted us to tell her over and over again why Amalikiah was so mean.
Lydia was riveted by the story of Amalikiah. She named her post-FHE popsicle “Amalikiah” and wanted us to tell her over and over again why Amalikiah was so mean.
We can build our own strong walls with prayer, reading scriptures, and going to the temple. Here's Abe teaching Mary about prayer.
We can build our own strong walls with prayer, reading scriptures, and going to the temple. Here’s Abe teaching Mary about prayer.

And finally, some pictures Abe took while I was at my meeting:

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